Beaming bright across the galaxies,
by Mark Anderson
Your petals extend through heavens gate.
You waited until now to reveal yourself,
For the world it was worth the wait.
For autumn is your awakening,
While the world prepares for winter's sleep.
Summer has quickly slipped away,
While your colors of coral run deep.
Some think age is upon you,
But truth is you are now fulfilled.
You blossomed into life in maturity,
Before the north wind chill.
Soon the golden fields will be covered,
In a virgin blanket of snow.
The streams will freeze then re-awake,
For the beautiful autumn rose.