Tree of fire
Alone it stands as its fire red leaves blow in the breeze, never saw such vibrant red leaves, next to it vibrant green leaves still waiting to change.
The whole street is alive with red, yellow, brown it’s fall lovers dream, cooler weather brings out the colors, as the sky finally clears from an early morning shower..
I can see the morning dew still on its leaves as it waters the dying grass below, everything has its place the fall season, birds are singing their morning song.
The fire red tree so vibrant with deep red color, it almost screams look at me, my color is alive, just for you, Our Savior created me so others may smile, as a final blush before winter, perhaps a bleeding heart for someone who lost a loved one..
Oh how I love fall, so many colors sights, sounds to please the soul, please close your eyes, imagine being so beautiful inside, that’s how our Jesus sees each and every one of us in His eyes, as The tree's moments of fleeting time, as each leaf represents a memory that will soon be carried away by the wind.
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