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When
I see the
falling
leaves
And feel
the autumn
air
Reminders
of this
special
time
Miraculously
appear
Mounds of
leaves
upon the
ground
With
colors
soft and
warm
Dazzled by
this
special
time
Each
artist's
pallet
forms
Painting
pictures
of the
past
When we
all joined
with love
Spending
days of
Thankfulness
The ones
we now
dream of
Table
filled
with
blessings
On this
Thanksgiving
Day
All now
joined in
prayerfulness
For those
who've
gone away
Yet we
know
within our
hearts
Their
spirits
always
near
Making
this the
very best
Of every
precious
year.
~
Francine
Pucillo
~
Copyright
October
18, 2003
İused
with
permission
If you
would
enjoy
using this
poem on
THIS
BACKGROUND
set (it
was
written
for it)
just
e-mail Ms.
Pucillo by
clicking
on her
name and
ask her
permission.
Read more
of her
poetry here.
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