Kentucky Autumn

Friday 8 November 2013 - Filed under Writing

The goblins put their hats and masks away;
Deer season comes in with the waxing moon;
Pecans are ready by the creek they say
And Nelda makes a real mean macaroon.

The weather man sees snow, “Prepare,” he warns.
The harvest over, hay is stacked in bails;
Tobacco now is stripped and in the barns.
We’ll take our chances at the auction sales.

The corn we raised is served Thanksgiving Day
With blackberries and pickles canned in June.
Our autumn garden flourished. Sad to say,
It vanished with the frost that came too soon.

We pause a moment, call our family near
And pray to do it all again next year.

2013-11-08  »  Marilyn Brandt Smith