George D. Miller Poet Rhyme

A Ghostly Mystic Hand

While looking out my window
One glorious fall day
I see the changing of the leaves
As I kneel down to pray

I thank the Lord for all the hues
He put upon the trees
A kaleidoscope of color
For all the world to see

The autumn colors that I see
On yonder forested hill
It's that time of year you know
The wind contains a chill

Along will come the blustery winds
With snow flakes soon to follow
To blanket mother earth once more
In every field and hollow

We now look forward to the spring
When rains will melt the snow
Providing water to all things
That soon begin to grow

The crocus lifts it's lovely head
The grass begins to green 
A magic time of year for us
Done quickly, sight unseen

Yet some one, somehow paints the scene
Some ghostly mystic hand
To resurrect the flowers and trees
And create a colorful land.

George D. Miller

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