My Father’s World

My Father’s World Summer, fall, and winter each have their own attractions, but spring is my favorite season. Nature comes alive with color and new life after the cold and drabness of winter. Pesky bugs aren’t active yet, and birdsong fills the air. It’s time to...

Autumn Poem

AUTUMN POEM When songbirds flock together, Preparing for southward flight, And shorter days spread darkness Into longer nights, The wind blows pinecones from the trees While acorns plunk to earth, And frisky squirrels hop to and fro Hoarding food for winter’s dearth....