October’s the color of love. Abundance and beauty abound.
God showers each in His love with every leaf falling to the ground.
He professes His love in October. All of nature agrees.
God fans His peacock feathers in the colors on the trees.
He wants to be loved and noticed. He wants His beloved to see.
He is the one in every heart, proposing on bended knee.
He wants to be loved and noticed. He wants His beloved to see.
He is the one in every “YES!” after “Will you marry me?”
Something old is the season past. This blessed day is something new.
Something borrowed is this moment in time. The sky is something blue.
He professes His love in October. All of nature agrees.
God fans His peacock feathers in the colors on the trees.
October’s the color of love. Gratitude and blessings abound.
Behold God’s love in October, everywhere to be found.
-Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2022
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