SCURRYING LEAVES

 

While walking along on a

Breezy Fall Day you find,

Pretty leaves by your feet

And you don't mind.

 

The trees are pretty and 

 God is the artist of colors,

He painted the  leaves

So they won't match others.

 

It is fun walking through

The maze of Autumn things,

The conversations are always

Painted with Angel Wings.

 

Seasons bring to sight the

Many changes you see,

God made the scene just

To  surprise you and me.

 

What a gorgeous day for

Those who really believe,

And accept God's Grace of  

 

SCURRYING LEAVES.

 + + + +   Poem by:  Johanna

 

               © 11-7-2007