Winter Comes

For in the midst of the trees
i do feel the fall breeze.
I see the leaves as they settle
to the ground no one, but
me... a r o u n d.
I see death with every tree as
it looses it's shield of warmth
in the autumn breeze.
I see the colors all about my feet.
Where the leaves lay and crinkle
as i walk on them.
Does anyone see how empty
the COLORS in the trees are?
Does anyone know when it will snow?
Does the snow covering come to
settle here or there?
Is there covering every where?
This is the question on my
mind from time to time.
Lord you see all the
possibilities.
Can you give me but a hint
of what is to be and the
beauty that is to be before me.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2012
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winter

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