Sometimes change comes suddenly and sometimes it
Takes its time to come through.
As leaves turn from their green hews to
Reds, yellows, and browns,
Trees resound the coming change of the year.
Oft filled with as many sweet aromas as Spring,
Fall has a subtle beauty to it.
And we praise the Maker and Artist, Who
Understands our need of change, even
Though we may not wish it at times.
Unworthy are we of the gift He gives us,
Mystery, nature, and a season of respite.
Now we welcome Him with open arms.
© 2000 pksarbear@juno.com