_{Autumn Splendour}
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The time has come once again,
For trees to shed their leaves.
And Squirrels scurrying to and fro,
Their Winter store receive.
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Morning mists and afternoon sun,
And colours, to the liking.
Oranges. Reds, Yellows and Browns,
All pleasant hues so striking.
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And when you chance to take a stroll,
Through any tree lined place.
You cannot fail to notice,
The splendour of Autumn's face.
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The leaves scrunching underfoot,
In such a special way.
And sounds that can only happen,
On an Autumn day
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And if you stop a moment,
To drink up Autumns scene.
Remember, before the cold, cold grip of Winter,
Autumn's kiss has been.
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The leaves fall down year by year,
To form a covering layer.
And in their cosy richness,
The seed, new life can bear.
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And so it is a fact my friend,
Before new life can start.
The old life must finish,
And with it you must part.
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How can we ever fail to thank,
Our Heavenly Father for His plan.
Which not only includes Autumn,
But the promise of Spring,
And the Salvation of Man.
Copyright Jack Brown © 1992