Sunday, September 18, 2011

There's a whisper in the night wind
And a coolness in the dawn;
There's a star agleam to guide us
When October starts to yawn.
Where the prairie browns in silence,
Lonely sunsets fade and die,
Then the stars throng out in glory
To gem-light the vaulted sky,
Or the green-clad mountain valleys
Where the stillness brings deep peace-
As the moon comes out of hiding
To renew her earth-born lease.
There's a hushing in the evening
And a lateness in the dawn,
And the leaves begin to tremble
When October starts to yawn.

By Amelia V. Christeson


Heather H. said...

Good Morning Dianie... You should have came with your mommie!!!!! I would need a month to prepare for you to come to my house!!! LOL Where in SC is she vacationing???

Faerie Moon Creations said...

How beautiful! Thank you for sharing this! :)