As we start looking toward Autumn, I would like to share this poem:

Harvest circle, Gather ‘round
Grains and produce, From the ground
Witches gather, Hand to hand
‘Round the fire, Take a stand
King of Oak, Has lost the fight
Holly King, Now rules the night
Summer’s end, Now is here
And ‘round it turns, The wheel of the year
Colored leaves, Fall to the ground,
As we walk, Make crunching sounds
Green Man’s reign, Comes to an end
Winter’s snows, Are ‘round the bend
Witches gather, Circle ‘round
Autumn’s magick all around.

Author Unknown