George J. Williams
The Splendor Of Fall - Poem by George J. Williams
See the beauty of the fall.
It's the prettiest season of all.
All the lovely leaves to behold,
Red yellow green purple and gold.
Look the leaves are falling down.
They will be caught by the ground,
God made something lovely as a tree
Then he made you and me.
I love this time of the year so.
I wish it never had to go.
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