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By Geneva Poynter
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The sun shines early, big and golden through the trees.
Then maple trees shine golden against the blue sky.
The golden hours of Fall seem to fly quickly by.
Wind and rain come to wipe golden beauty away.

Those foreboding clouds hang low in the western sky.
Soon the white, cold, fluffy snowflakes float in the air.
Cold wind blows,stings the face - then sun shines out so fair.
The sun seems golden then when snow clouds float away.

Thanksgiving's golden hours are anticipated.
Loved ones travel for this golden time together,
Hoping they will have good roads and golden weather.
May our hearts be thankful for God's golden Graces.


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Submitted: Thursday, November 10, 2011

Last Updated: Thursday, November 10, 2011

About the Poet
I asked Jesus to be my Savior when I was 11 - that was almost 70 years ago as of June 2015. My husband and I had been married for 54 years as of March 2010 before he went Home to Heaven, and we have one son & daughter in law and 3 grandchildren.

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