Autumn Leaves by James O'Brien

Autumn Leaves

With autumn comes the chilly breeze
And frost as white as snow,
And then the harvest of the things
We worked so hard to grow.

So beautifully the trees are dressed
With leaves of red and gold,
Reminding us of season's change
With colors rich and bold.

And then the gentle breezes blow
That barely makes a sound,
Yet wrestle all the colored leaves
So gently to the ground.

And then with family gathered round
We celebrate the day,
With harvest feasts and humble words
And thankful prayers we say

We thank thee Lord, for all we have
For friends and family too,
And most of all, we thank thee Lord
For Love that comes from you.

Thank You Cathi for the Picture