By: Kayla Barton
With every falling acorn and wrinkled leaf,
Seasons change along with my belief
That our Creator in Heaven has longed to be
Every bit together with you and me.
Delightful noises which some may disagree.Â
My perspective on life shifts to the eyes,
As time proceeds on by.
The tears I once allowed myself to cry,
Has altogether shifted to a smile in disguise.
How can this be the plan set perfectly in time
Exponentially growing in color touch and smell,
My senses overwhelmed my heart knows all too well.Â
Do not be afraid My child as activity slows down,
The trees are shedding for rest as I prepare you for your new crown.
My blessings come in silence My love covers you as the dew on the range.
It's a new time as the earth brings season of forceful change.