This morning I woke to the music of raindrops
pattering their rhythm on the windows of our bedroom.
I do enjoy a good rainy day,
but I came across this poem and thought it fitting
for this, my favorite Season of all.....Autumn.
I am rich today with autumn's gold,
All that my covetous hands can hold...
Oh, who could find a dearth of bliss
With autumn glory such as this!
-Gladys Harp
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