Falling. The leaves are falling.
Reminding me of the tears on my face.
Wilting. The flowers are wilting.
As sometimes I wilt when I think of hard times to come.
Leaving. The birds are all leaving.
Just I am left to think of what I've lost.
Needed. Gone are the things I thought I needed.
And I find I have all I need.
Never. Jesus will never leave me.
Though things get hard He is always with me.
Forever. He has promised me forever.
I will have Him for all eternity.
Growing. Through Jesus I am growing.
Being molded into who He wants me to be.
Always. I have always.
Always I can care. Always I can share.
Jesus. He fills my empty spaces.
It's Him I love, for Him I live. It's Jesus.