Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I Love Summer More.....

Dear God, I love the wind that blows
From skies of hazy blue
I love the iridescent glows
Of brilliant autumnal hue
I love the cider freshly-pressed
The fall mums at my door
The sedums, red and boldly dressed
But I love summer more

I love the green tree brushed with gold
Or decked in flaming red
I love the flower growing old
And petal-tears they shed
I love the bare and wanton fields
The harvest that they bore
I love the fruit that autumn yields
But I love summer more

Dear God I will not fret or pine
As summer bows her head
Into Your hand I will resign
My foolish will instead
But as I lay me down to sleep
And soft warm memories pour
Forgive me Lord, if I should weep
For I love summer more

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Janet Martin

You care for the land and water it;
You enrich it abundantly. Ps.65:9

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