|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Beautiful write, Autumn. The grieving process is the most difficult emotional hurdle there is. One has to endure it in order to understand what happens to your heart. I agree that hope is always there, and if we cling to it .....it won't fail us.
|Reviewed by John Domino
|Yes, tree of life.
No one wants a dead tree.
Hope makes us unlike a tree.
|Reviewed by Lois Christensen
|Wisteria hanging down purple lavenderish in this photo. Reminds us God grows and grows in us does not sway, gives us strength, and keeps us here today too.|
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|I LOVE THIS!
This flow in your words, has to be shared!
May your light shine bright for all tonight!
WArmly, Warrior Lady Sheee oox
STay Positive! Happy and STrong!
Trees, hold specific meaning for me and this poem touched me, deeply... I wrote of trees in a few of my poems, take a peek when you feel you have the time!
|Reviewed by Pearl Blevins
|A wonderful read! The imagery is great with an easy flow.
Great Job! Pearl
|Reviewed by simply rita
|Beautiful Autumn. I'm new to the A.D. so I only have one poem posted, but I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed yours. Take care, simply rita|
|Reviewed by Jerry Andrews
|You're a grove of willows, by a lovely meandering creek, and will never run out of strength. You have a fine rolling rhythmn-works well for you. Try my little poem "Out". I think you'll see some similarity to your own work. I'm under the weather. Stay in touch and I'll be reading you more later. Jerry|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Thank you Autum for this inspiring piece!!
Needed to read this today!!
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
Thank you so much for commenting on my other ID "Sandie Angel" on her poem "Pride", I am truly honored to have your comments through your times of grief.
I myself have lost my dad in February this year, so it's been only 4 months, I can understand how you feel. The feeling of lost is always there, knowing that you will not see your loved one ever again.
Just be happy that your hubby is at a better place now with God, and the fact that you are doing so much better and giving yourself the strength to write is a sign that your hubby is looking over you. He is your Guardian Angel now. You are still being loved by him.
I've read many of your poems and they are really good. You possess tremendous griefs, but then again the wonders of you being a strong lady comes through your writings. Don't ever stop writing, it's a sign of self-therapy. I hope in time your spirit will be big and strong, and you will be happy again.
((((( Lots of Love and Hugs )))))
~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~
|Reviewed by anne cunningham
|heave, cleave and all the other grieve words ... but keep your feet planted firmly here with us. you are, as this poem is ... alternately, the oak and sometimes the swaying willow, and a gift to this website.|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Well I think you are doing it the way it ought to be done. Albeit, the pain cannot be ignored. Still, it seems to me you really connected and loved. Such gifts are never lost as we are eternal. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you, Autumn. Regis|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Hope does rise. Very inspirational. Enjoyed.|
|Reviewed by A PAX
internal and rooted.........!
well done! a poem to remember!