Amari's Harvest Feast

The September sun felt like a golden hug as Amari stepped into the garden. Her puppy, Sunny, wiggled with joy, chasing falling leaves. Amari skipped past the tall sunflowers and rows of plump, orange pumpkins. It was harvest time! She picked a crunchy apple and looked up at the big, blue sky. Thank you, God, for the warm sun, the cool breeze, and the delicious treats growing in the dirt, she whispered with a happy smile.