Autumn’s Splendor
A sweet and gentle wind Goes swiftly on its way A butterfly softly flying by Looking for a flower pure A bird soaring way up high Looks on the world below Sunshine softly caressing Children playing without a care Gentle rains falling down Replenishing thirsty ground Leaves of every hue Display color for all to view Nature giving of its bounty With a harvest plentiful All declare the Father’s love He generously and freely gives By: Ann Martin October 30, 2000
 
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