"The true way to live is to enjoy every moment as it passes and surely
it is in the everyday things around us that the beauty of life lies."
-Laura Ingalls Wilder
I strolled today down a woodland path-
A crow cawed loudly and flew away.
The sky was blue and the clouds were gold
And drifted before me fold on fold;
The leaves were yellow and red and brown
And patter, patter, the nuts fell down,
On this beautiful, golden autumn day.
A squirrel was storing his winter hoard,
The world was pleasant: I lingered long.
The brown quails rose with a sudden whirr
A little bundle, of eyes and fur,
Took shape of a rabbit and leaped away.
A little chipmunk came out to play
And the autumn breeze sang a wonder song.
"An Autumn Day"
Laura Ingalls Wilder
(1867-1957)
Prolific American writer
and original pioneer girl.
Author of the "Little House"Books.
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