Fog

Yet he has not left himself without testimony: He has shown kindness by giving you rain from heaven and crops in their seasons; he provides you with plenty of food and fills your hearts with joy.”

Acts 14:17

Autumn seeps in hushed;
thick fog clings to the damp earth,
a crane flaps good-bye.

The goose overhead
honks a cranky farewell,
as birds fly south.

A lonely cricket 
plays a wistful merry tune;
spring’s eternal song.

Fall stirs emotions,
along with tumbling leaves
telling all it’s time.

Time to store nuts
or fill the pantry shelves;
thank God for His care.

Seasons simply fade,
all under God’s great design;
tell the end of time.

1 Comment

  1. Bob Holden says:

    Great read this morning. Very comforting as Jen, Shane, Anna, Everett, Jack, my Bride and I are all awakening near White Face Mountain, real “upstate NNy!” A tad brisk outside, but snuggly in RV!

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