It's Poetry Time!

This month I offer you one of my very favorite fall poems.  It actually suits September better than October, but it’s on my mind, and it reminds us that God is in control of even the seemingly little things. Our world seems to be all out of whack. There are terrorist attacks and government take-overs in the news every day. Tennessee is the most violent state in the country (Who knew?)! Congress can’t get their act together. (I really don’t want to talk about it.)  But here is something that still works the way it’s supposed to.

I taught fourth grade for several years and read this poem to my students every fall.  They got it. They always got it. It’s wonderful. Enjoy.

    Something Told the Wild Geese
           
Something told the wild geese
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered “snow.”

Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned “frost.”

All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly,
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.

by Rachel Field

Have a great week! God is in control.

--Sherry Poff