In Autumn when the leaves turn brown And red and gold, they all fall down. To paint a picture, oh so rare! I know that God is there... To mastermind His ebb and flow; To stage His wondrous Autumn show, To brush His skies with molten gold; I watch His art unfold. Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia No grander sight could I behold: These leaves of brown and red and gold. But Winter bodes its icy chills Upon the snow-clad hills. Overlook on the Skyline Drive Virginia In time the land, a living scene, Comes bursting forth in savage green; And I confront the season's thieves That took my Autumn leaves. Crab Tree Falls in Nelson County Virginia But soon a softness in the air! God paints a picture, oh so rare Of Autumn leaves that all turn brown And red and gold as they fall down.
~~By Henry W. Gurley.~~
A dead Hemlock stands out among the beauty on the Skyline Drive Virginia The air turns cool, the leaves turn brown, A change is taking place, And everywhere the signs appear Of Fall's approaching face. Overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway Virginia The birds begin their southward flight That takes them far away, And in their plaintive song and cry A fond good-bye they say. Mabry Mill on the Blue Ridge Parkway Virginia A season dies, a new one's born Like night gives way to day. Such is the wondrous work of God In His own chosen way.
~~By Harold F. Mohn.~~
Moonlight In Vermont
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