
Autumn to Winter
by Dawn Pisturino
The old year is fading
and Autumn blows
the misty clouds
of Winter our way.
My parents always came for Thanksgiving. Now that they are gone, I always think of them at this time of year.
PSALM 95:1-5 (NKJV)
Oh come, let us sing to the LORD! Let us shout joyfully to the Rock of our salvation. Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving; let us shout joyfully to Him with psalms. For the LORD is the great God, and the great King above all gods. In His hand are the deep places of the earth; the heights of the hills are His also. The sea is His, for He made it; and His hands formed the dry land.
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Have a joyful and blessed Thanksgiving!
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Dawn Pisturino
November 23, 2022
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