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

2 comments:

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! :)