For the majority of my career as a teacher ~ 20 of my 25 years, to be exact ~ I spent my days with five and six year olds. Gotta'
kindergartners and first graders! When the calendar in the classroom changed to November, the following poem was always a part of our fall celebration. It came to mind today as I noticed the date.
No green grass
No blue sky
No bare feet
No fall leaves
On bare trees
Although November brings many changes to my heart and the world around me, it is a blessing and comfort to know that the God who created the changes that mark each season, holds me in His everlasting arms.