Artist Gustav Semler,
a dear personal friend long gone to his reward!
Gustav painted many murals at Shepherd's Care -
for many years his place to live and volunteer
and mine to work.
When it’s autumn on the Prairies
All the farmers gather grain.
Yes, the days are getting shorter,
And we hope it doesn’t rain.
Once again the geese fly southward
And the trees turn flaming gold.
When it’s autumn on the prairies
Love like ours is strong and bold.
Golfing days will soon be over.
Students have gone back to school.
We will pick the last few apples,
Some will have to drain their pool.
We will spend the week-ends cycling,
Catch those Indian Summer rays,
We’ll watch golden leaves a-dancing
On those mellow autumn days.
We’ll have special celebrations
For God’s bounty from above.
We’ve a Father who is gracious
Showing us how much we’re loved.
Yes, Thanksgiving Day is coming!
Let us bow our hearts and pray:
“How we thank you Heavenly Father,
For Your blessings everyday.”