When I awake each day dear Lord I see a different view The trees that were golden yesterday Are now a reddish hue
The golden ones have turned to red The reds have turned to brown The picture is ever changing now As the leaves come tumbling down
Only your touch my Lord With brush and paint in hand Could beautify the countryside So magnificently throughout the land
by Yolanda Cohen © 2004
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