A poem for the day

Pomegranates add colour to the trees in Autumn

The Autumn days can make some people feel melancholic . The empty streets, the misty air. Others rejoice in the stillness after a busy Summer. My poem for the day seems to tell us that the promise of Spring is there in the Autumn winds.

Talk not of sad November, when a day

Of warm, glad sunshine fills the sky of noon,

And a wind, borrowed from some morn of June,

Stirs the brown grasses and the leafless spray.

Close to my heart I fold each lovely thing

The sweet day yields; and, not disconsolate,

With the calm patience of the woods I wait

For leaf and blossom when God gives us Spring.

John Greenleaf Whittier (1807 - 1892)

The Autumn afternoon can fill you with calm