Seasons of Beauty

I've watched the leaves fall from the trees
After turning a golden brown.
The roses have bloomed then dropped their petals
So silently to the ground.

The air is crisp, Winter's on its way.
We'll soon have falling snow.
We'll sit by the fire so cozy and warm
And gaze at its rosy glow.

God gives us beauty all through the year
This beauty our Father planned.
The rainbows and sunsets,  the glistening snow,
Are all touched by our Masters hand.

Copyright  -  Gloria Martel


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