Autumn Blend

Autumn's myriad colors blend
As summer draws to an end
Nuts are gathered by fury thieves
As they scamper through the leaves
Overhead a crow comes to rest
Where once was a robin's nest
He scolds below the passerby
If he deems them too nearby
Reds and yellows dance on the breeze
As it rustles them with ease
The sunshine is fair; the day is bright
And God made this lovely sight.

Heather Rausch