Oh, satisfy us early with Thy mercy,
that we may rejoice and be glad all of our days. And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us; and establish Thou the work of our hands.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Best I love September's yellow Morns of dew strung gossamer, Thoughtful days without a stir; Rooky clamours, brazen leaves, Stubble dotted o'er with sheaves- More than Spring's bright uncontrol Suit the Autumn of my soul.