The sun dancing upon the water,
Where the Rainbow Trout play;
The wind caressing the trees;
Upon this lovely Autumn day;
Standing upon the quite shore,
The sky above me crystal blue;
A flock of geese upon the wing,
On a southern course so true;
Flower seeds gently sleeping,
Frost will be descending soon;
Praying for a cloudless night,
And a golden harvest moon;
Strolling along the rippling stream,
Among the gathering leaves;
Bowing my head I thank God,
For the beauty that he weaves;
Friday, November 28, 2008
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