Good Bye Autumn
Autunm's leaves are hanging on
and I walk softly before the break of dawn -
and down a road that has no end,
to think and talk to God, my friend!
I wander not so far away
as golden leaves seem to say:
"Time is short and I must go -
before the quiet and stillness of winter's snow."
Sunshine breaks through the heave fog
and warms the earth around a deadened log.
The road is worn beneath my tireless feet -
but I keep looking for the peace I seek,
peace in those Autumn leaves that seem to burn.
And though they'll die and fade away,
I'll smile - for I know that someday they will return!
Written & Submitted By:
Deacon Steve A. Politte
Sequence By: Bernd Krueger
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