Seasons

Seasons

 Among the apple trees, and the bushes, Shelly walked and she looked up to the clouds in the sky. God was the one who created all of this and gave her life. She thought about how her parents had her and all she had been through. Life wasn't always easy, but with God it was good. His plans and ways were good, and she loved where it was He wanted her to go. The fall leaves now fell over the pathway and she kept walking and along the banks of the river she walked now and then she walked along a trail that led her to an open field. The field was full of flowers, of different kinds. She looked at an old barn as fall leaves were all around it. She loved how this season was so pretty and she thought of how it was every year. She then thought that there were good things about each season. Summer there were sunny days, and days of rain. Spring flowers came out in spring, and birds sang. In fall the leaves changed colour. And in winter the snow fell and there was Christmas. When it came time to pick her favorite season now, she thought. "God, You make them all, and all of them are great."