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When Autumn Comes to Town
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By Gary James Smith
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When Autumn Comes to Town

When Autumn comes to town
What colours do appear
Reds...yellows...orange and brown
Sweep in this time of year
And the beauty that surrounds
Each valley and each hill
Blends together as fine tapestry
And so it moves me still

God's creation in it's glory
So silently appears
And then before our very eyes
Its there as in other years
The trees standing tall in splendor
The clothing of their leaves
Shining forth in wondrous fashion
Swaying in the breeze

We're reminded of our seasons
In the short life that we live
How blest it is to be alive
How blest it is to give
To let our lives shine forth as such
Because we've been redeemed
May we be God's planted ones
And live for Christ our King

Copyright September 24 2017 9:42AM

Gary James Smith


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Submitted: Sunday, September 24, 2017

Last Updated: Wednesday, September 27, 2017

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


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