"If the sight of blue skies fills you with joy,
if a blade of grass springing up
in the fields has power to move you,
if the simple things of nature have a message
that you understand, rejoice,
for your soul is alive."
Clouds scud across the blue
Building into the cold of the sky
As if searching for rain
Searching for cool weather to come
Searching for autumn and pumpkins,
Apples and pecans
Searching for October days
For November nights
Searching for winter.