The Autumn Trees

                              The Autumn Trees
Lift your head, open your eyes and you will see,
One of God's greatest beauties -- the autumn trees.
Yellow like sunshine glows here and there,
Red fills in like fire -- too soon they'll all be bare.

That means snow and cold, biting winds,
It'll be March or April before this stuff ends.
Now comes the flowers and trees budding out,
Birds voices blend singing and sounds as they shout, --
                                Spring is here!

New growth, new life, everywhere to be seen,
The trees, once again, are full and green.
Summer is here, with days warm and long,
Many children are heard singing their favorite song.

School is out, we're free at last,
But before you know it, summer is past.
Then -- lift your head, open your eyes, and you will see,
One of God's, greatest gifts, The Autumn Trees.