THE CHANGING SEASONS
The air turns cool, the leaves turn brown,
a change is taking place.
And everywhere the signs appear...
of Fall's approaching face.
The birds begin their southward flight
that takes them far away.
And in their plaintive song and cry...
a fond good-bye they say.
A season dies, a new one's born,
like night gives way to day.
Such is the wondrous work of God...
in His own chosen way.
~ Harold F. Mohn. ~
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