"The Death Of Leaves" by Jeannie Kirkpatrick

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The Death Of Leaves
by Jeannie Kirkpatrick

This is the time of death for much of My creation.
Yet life is here.

Seasons come and soon are past
Leaving signs of death

The Leaves have all fallen
And soon will come winter cold

This is a time of preparation in My kingdom
My creation has shed its earthly coat

The leaves have fallen forming a covering for the earth.
Here in this covering are warmth and food
For the coming coldness.

Your leaves, my Precious Ones, also have fallen
Your death is accomplished
Your life is begun.

Precious to Me are the death of leaves
You are become a precious covering for the earth
Through you I will feed my creation

Oh my Precious Leaves! Fall ! Fall ! Fall !
I have prepared a new life for you

I long for you, My Special Creation
The death of your leaves only means
I have set you free
To become a new life forever in Me.

George and Jeannie Kirkpatrick
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Fort Fairfield ME 04742
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