I'll bet God looks down and smiles
More so when we have autumn
For He created all this beauty
So it has to be special to Him.
He took a canvas in His mind
And painted it with skill
He chose the brightest colors
And we all enjoy them still.
How clever He was in His design
To put forth majestic trees
Ah yes, I just know each year
During autumn He is so pleased.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem