and Autumn's song I hear,
The leaves will soon desert the trees
when frosty nights appear.
The air now holds a promise
of the season's golden glow,
And as Summer takes her leave
Fall soon will overflow.
The beauty of each season
is always on display,
Summer, Winter, Fall or Spring -
hand in hand on God's highway.
by Nora M. Bozeman
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