The Fragrance of God

A certain fragrance fills the air
As Summer turns to Fall.
It takes me back to yesteryears
And times I still recall.
The crispness of an evening walk
As days begin to wane.
Preparing for a brand-new year
And giving thanks again.
For holidays just up ahead,
What will these moments hold?
We pray for peace upon our land
And joy within our souls.
The memories embrace my heart
As seasons come and go.
Thank You, Father, for each day
That You alone bestow.
Jill Lemming
The memory of the just
will be blessed...
Proverbs 10:7
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