To everything there is a season,
a time for planting and a time for harvesting.
A time when the Autumn season
brings forth its golden harvest gathering—
Apples, pumpkins, squash, and corn.
Orange, red, brown and yellow leaves.
A time when crisp cool air creeps in
and signals that’s it’s time to don sweaters,
to stroll down leaf-laden paths in the woods,
build bonfires under star-studded skies,
roast hotdogs, chestnuts and marshmallows,
drink hot cocoa and sip sweeet apple cider,
sing old familiar camp songs,
and laugh and hug and be thankful.
Yes, to everything there is a season.
A time to reflect
on the Seasons of Life,
how swiftly they move
from the Birth of Spring
to the Youth of Summer
to the Golden Days of Autumn
to the Dead of Winter.
How soon the Autumn trees
in the crisp cool Autumn breeze
observe their golden leaves
and note how beautifully
they’ve grown older.
And as the days grow colder
the trees sigh and say goodbye
to their golden leaves
and one…by one…let them go
and soon…so soon
be covered by Winter’s snow.
To everything there is a season.