Featured Poem by: M. Reed
" FALL DOWN "
We jump up, then we fall down, upon the scattered leafy ground;
We laugh and we yell, we toss all our treasures … newly found.
Bright colors and shapes tells a story, quite old;
About how long it took to turn orange, green, red and yellow-gold.
I pick up the ones that speaks to my mind;
Many are here, but none the same kind.
I look deeply at the leaves’ rippling lines;
And within them I find God’s love, that is so divine.
He paints each leaf that tells … His reason;
He paints each leaf, that tells … His changing season.
* * *