Roxanne Dubarry

(October 4,1954 / Seattle, Washington)

Autumn's Child' #2


Autumn's child is filled with God's redeeming grace,
and will behold her savior face to face.
Oh, what matchless grace.

Truly this special Autumn's child is born again.
Her eternal journery is not seasonal
like Fall, and will never end.

For Jesus Christ is not only her Lord,
and Savior, but best friend.

Love in Christ Jesus!
revised Sept.4,2012

Submitted: Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

It is not uncommon for me to write more than one version of an poem such as 'Autumn's Child' #2. I acutally wrote this version first,
but the other poem, was submitted to this site before the other one.

Who is Autumn's Child? My friend Mary Clifford told me, '...Roxanne
you probably wrote the poems, 'Autumn's Child, ' from personal expereience.' Yes, I did!

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