Crisp, cool breeze,
leaves from the trees
are spiraling and swirling,
spinning to the ground
In hues of orange, yellow and red.
A wreath upon my door,
made by caring hands.
Vines, leaves and berries
from the ever-changing woods.
A symbol of this time of year,
to be thankful for all that God has given.
And I am,
thankful for the blessings,
mistakes and even disappointments.
All have brought me to this place,
this day, to be this person.
Thank you, Father for Your endless love.
Thank you, Son for Your selfless salvation.
Thank you, Spirit for Your ever-present help.
“Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.” Psalm 118:1
“This is the day that the LORD has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it!” Psalm 118:24