FW: ~ Behind The Fall ~

Behind the Fall




Somewhere behind the autumn days

The winter travels unknown ways,

Across the fields once lush and green

A little guy - Jack Frost is seen,

He sprinkles white on leaves of gold

At summer's end - so stern and bold.



Behind the fall - October's blend

All nature's beauty God doth lend,

It seems so very short a time

That colors bright are yours and mine,

The harvest stored - the air is chill

With browning grass on yonder hill.



We dream of winter just ahead

While catching leaves of crimson red,

Beneath our feet and all around

So much of beauty doth abound,

And then we hear November's call

As winter comes - behind the fall.