The Tidings of Fall

There a movement in the trees The goings of an autumn breeze Tickling leaves of red and gold Making hot summer into winter cold And in the air there goes a wisp Of smoke riding on air so crisp Of days to come this is a sign Of seasons change and change in time For heavy coats and fire bright New stars to see up in the night But at this time before the snows It's falls turn now to put on a show First one tree and then the next A show so striking so complex And looking up the sky so blue But this is nothing compared to You A glimpse of Heaven for us to see A hint to us Your great beauty But as for now we'll stand amazed Of wondrous things that You have made Winter's coming and summer's gone And fall won't be here very long Now out the window look alas Night has come so very fast Time to sleep but again we'll see In the morn this great beauty