The sacred wheel turns once again
Autumn has settled across the land.
Golden, russet, and crimson leaves
Blanket the land as they fall from trees.
The bountiful harvest fills our cups
We pour them forth when we've had enough.
As we gaze in wonder at the darkening skies
Autumns blessings fill our lives.
Building fires under the moon
Dancing with loved ones, what a boon!
May our days be blessed and bountiful this harvest season.
And may my beautiful Smurfette have a wonder birthday.
SIS BJ aka Aleena Ravenwood