Autumn is the crowning glory of the year
When the trees adorn themselves with jewels
And the sky is clear and bright
I marvel at the stories that unfold
Autumn is a season of metamorphosis and creativity
When the old leaves fall like rain
And the new ones sprout like flowers
I appreciate the spectrum of colors
Autumn is a season of bliss and gratitude
When I reflect on my abundant blessings
And the grace of nature’s mood
I enjoy the caress of the gentle breeze
Librarian Musings 