The rain falls gently
Quenching the thirst of a landscape
Parched by the rays of the hot Summer Sun.
The song of the birds is now silenced.
The petals of a once brilliant flower have faded
A bright, azure sky with soft white clouds is gone,
Replaced by the grey dampness of the season.
Has turned into the stormy winds of fall.
Leaves once proudly perched on the limbs of trees,
Now dance gaily through the air.
Brightly colored in the warm tones of autumn.
Children laughing merrily on their way
As they hear the crackling sound of leaves beneath their feet.
A jack-o-lantern sits in the window,
Showing a wide, toothless grin or scowling frown.
The snapping of pitch from a burning log,
The faint scene of pine filling the room,
Flames leaping about as if it were a ballet.
Performing for its audience.
Bringing with it serenity and quiet thoughts
I sit in amazement watching all that is around me.
Yes, there is a God.
Only He could have made the wonders I see before me
I will accept the solitude and indifference of winter.
So I may anticipate and appreciate.
The re-birth of spring.
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