NH NORTH
District No. 5360

The Season

The Season This is the season when the earth Slumbers 'neath her quilt of snow, When little bulbs make ready for The day they'll sprout and grow. This is the season when the stars Are crystal jewels of light, And mnoonlight filters thru the trees Radiantly bright. This is the season of repose For nature's growing things: Exquisite world without a flaw Our God so Richly brings. Gene Appleby


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