Views From My Front Porch

A MYSTERY

~Author Unknown

 

Who turned the green leaves

And turned them red and gold?

Who touched the morning air

And made it crisp and cold?

Who touched the green grass

And left it frosty white?

Who changed the whole world

 While I slept last night?

Of course there is no mystery here...

...we know Who changed them :)
~
I found this darling poem online saved as a PDF file with no reference to it's author,
only that it seemed to be written by a 4th grader for some kind of class assignment.
I just had to share it with you...

...since it's exactly what I've witnessed here over the last day or two.

I've really been admiring everyone's beautiful fall foliage posts recently

and I've mentioned a few times in my comments that we didn't have much color yet.

Well, the color has just popped out here...literally over night.

All of a sudden, the woods have come alive with pops of reds and yellows...
...with the brilliant backdrop making it easier to spot the birds!
The views from my front porch have dramatically changed!

I better enjoy them while I can because we all  know what's coming next.

~

Come said the wind to the leaves one day,

Come o're the meadows and we will play.
Put on your dresses scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone and the days grow cold."

~ a children's song of the 1880's


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