There’s a first time for everything
Through a child’s eyes are told,
Autumn leaves in all their splendor,
Glowing orange, red and gold.

What you may take for granted,
I grew up without.
California sunshine pales
Against autumn leaves throughout.

To some autumn means
Only winter’s approaching sign,
But to me the changing seasons
Are a gift of God’s design.

by Candy   11-12-2000