Fall

From the trees small and tall, My memories still recall,
The splendor of it all,
These brilliant leaves of fall.
The lord gives love in sight, Of colours formed so bright,
They gleam in the sunlight, As they fall and take flight.
It’s the first day of fall,
As colours catch the light, Winds send the leaves to loll,
God’s gift shows bright.
How wonderful it is,
To see the trees like this,
How beauty such bliss,
The blessing that god gives.
It’s beauty that we see,
For just where would we be, As we give a nod,
If we didn’t know god.