Autumn
Autumn, the year’s last,
lovliest smile.
William Cullen Bryant
The Scarecrow Prince
A scarescrow stands
among the corn;
his hair is wild,
his pants are torn,
and on his head,
a hat quite worn-
crumpled, faded,
and forlorn.
But when the sum
shines down on him,
his golden hair
and friendly grin,
it seems to me
a prince is born –
Royal Keeper of
The Corn.
Terry Webb Harshman
I found both of these in a collection I will probably consult again and again. Sharing the Seasons: A Book of Poems. The poems were selected (and in some cases authored) by a giant in this field, Lee Bennett Hopkins. The illustrations were done by David Diaz.