Thursday, September 17, 2020

An Autumn Prayer . . .

 



In the Fading Summer Sun

In the fading of the summer sun,

the shortening of days, cooling breeze,

swallows' flight and moonlight rays

we see the Creator’s hand

In the browning of leaves once green,

morning mists, autumn chill,

fruit that falls frost's first kiss

we see the Creator’s hand

- Author Unknown




 

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