ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER
The sassy winds of autumn swirl through wilting trees of gold,
The life is being sapped from things including young and old.
The brilliance of each final growth is now exposed to rage.
We tumble like the leaves on high. Our colors fade with age.
Our vibrance softly drifts away like shards of earthen rust.
Regeneration lies beyond the cold and wintry thrust.
A life renewed, refreshed, restored awaits us in the spring,
Our bodies wither and they die, but new life God will bring.
About atimetoshare.me
As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog.
I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ.
My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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Amen. Paul’s painting takes me to the golf course where my father still plays. The cooler days of fall will eventually chase him indoors. Thank you for sharing this blessed poem.
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