Harvest Time

Cold night air slowly creeps,
The fall the time to sneak a peek,
Who you are and want to be,
Find the one whom you seek.

Colors so bold and bright,
Orange, red and yellow so true,
Singing dancing with all their might,
Visual life that lies in you.

Intensity and passion you scream to hold.
From deep within you look,
Colors call to you to be so bold,
Life as this, gospel not from the book.

Reaping the rewards of your toil,
A harvest to celebrate with all you know.
Take the time yourself to spoil,
Your fall colors float and flow.

A time so tender, all to enjoy,
Moments seconds each so passion filled,
Take the time do not be coy,
Ride a leaf, sing, dance, be thrilled!

A cool autumn breeze rustles the leaves,
Stand up, look in, be the twin.
Drenched in orange, red and yellow,
To the ground the leaves will spin.

Harvest your life,
The pure moments of time,
Grab at strife,
Forward do climb.

Ride the leaf of harvest time,
Before we sleep,
Our passions entwined,
Autumn dreams yours to find.

dlt © sept 20 2004