The Summer flowers are fading,
The land is slowly changing;
As Autumn shows its face
All nature's re-arranging.

From the trees the rustling leaves
Are slowly drifting down;
Russet, bronze and amber
And yellow turning brown.

As they fall upon the ground
They carpet field and fold,
And in their resting place
The earth seems dipped with gold.

We say goodbye to Summer,
Welcome mellow Autumn days
With the beauty all around us
God's handiwork we praise.

Copyright Marian Jones 9/03
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