“I am rich today with autumn’s gold,
All that my covetous hands can hold;
Frost-painted leaves and goldenrod,
A goldfinch on a milkweed pod,
Huge golden pumpkins in the field
With heaps of corn from a bounteous yield,
Golden apples heavy on the trees
Rivaling those of Hesperides,
Golden rays of balmy sunshine spread
Over all like butter on warm bread;
And the harvest moon will this night unfold
The streams running full of molten gold.
Oh, who could find a dearth of bliss
With autumn glory such as this!"..Gladys Harp
A walk through the park in autumn evokes the songs of old, brings out the composers in us…poems jump fully fledged from our bursting hearts…autumn lyrics..Janis Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Watercolour on Arches Not Paper..