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The trees flaunt their gorgeous beauty,
Before their rest in the late fall.
Splashes of color adorn their leaves,
Before the trees must drop them all.
The winds pick them up, swirling about.
Children romp in the raked up piles.
With laughter, and many a shout,
Some of them are scattered for miles.
Itís time to bring out the hot dogs,
And the makings for yummy smores;
Get rid of the brown, broken leaves!
Itís the last picnic out of doors!
For soon, the stormy blasts of wind
Will bring clouds that are filled with snow.
Frost forms on the treeís dark branches,
Glistening as blown to and fro!
The stately trees have time for rest,
Before the renewing of spring,
When new life again will burst forth,
And the birds will begin to sing!
Itís the beginning of a new cycle,
The plan of our Almighty God.
Giving a new kind of beauty
For all those who walk on this sod.
Thereís hope in a new beginning,
Burying dead deeds of the past.
A time to make new memories,
Sorting out things that will last!
Trusting in the love of our God,
Finding the beauty of each season.
Making the most of each new day,
For each season, thereís a reason!
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You and Anne Linington are on the same page - hope you get to read hers too - very beautiful - giving us hope druing our apparent dead dry seasons to be prepared for His fruit in our springtime! Marijo