Suzy lay neathí a leafy canopy,
Napping in autumnís multi-colored sea.
Gently upon her face she could feel
Orange, yellow and red rain
It was falling, falling, falling.
As she drifted away from the autumn sky,
Suzy was dreaming of Christmastime.
Through snow framed windows she could now see
Lights that were silver and gold; red and green,
They were shimmering, shimmering, shimmering.
She saw how they could still shine bright
Through snow framed, wintry panes at night
She was happy that these merry little lights
Could warm up the bitterly cold, and icy night
They looked blurry, blurry blurry.
But these colors woven betwixt branches of fir,
Amidst festive ornaments, began to fly.
And Suzy watched as these spirited flickers
Upon ceiling and walls, dance their special lights
They danced so gracefully, gracefully, gracefully.
Soon Suzy awoke and began to shake off,
What was now, a thick leafy coverlet.
And she mused as leaves scattered all around
What life would be like without color.
If there were no color for these leaves,
Nor colorful lights for her Christmas tree?
It was then that Suzy looked up above,
And thanked God for red, yellow, blue and green
But most especially, for His love.
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