Ginkgo's Fall Leaves
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I
Thought there
Were golden
Leaves upon the
Ground beneath my gold
Ginkgo, alas~~ only
Yellow frost bitten grass lies
Left wet from yesterday's winter
Rain, as the almost bare limbs shiver
In the icy northwesterly brisk breeze
I, also shiver inside our heated
Home, stripped bare of youth, vitality
In the winter of my short life
Here on Jesus' created
Earth, experiencing all
His creation's joy
Such a short time
Just a drop
Compared
To
Eternity
The Book Of John 1st Chapter
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2020
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