Why I love October
Why do I love October?
There is crimson and golden nuts in the forest,
There is fruit in orchard and in hills;
‘This is the banquet hall of seasons’,
When their purple wine is spilled;
Enjoying splashes of colour,
Where the richness of the year is worked.
And so I love October.
‘This is the fulfilment of faith for me;
In the beauty and gold of His barn,
The sumptuous Giver I see.’
