Autumn into winter into spring Summer into autumn as the ring Turns round once more as it has before From here to here in another year Always marked from autumn as the fall Is the best time to begin to rise
I always like autumn best of all But shiver under these winter skies Till upside down autumn springs for me Bringing back sunshine and greenery As light to these winter-darkened eyes Which though opened sometimes fail to see
Autumn into winter into spring Summer into autumn as the ring Turns round not quite as it has before From here to there into everything Everything I need and nothing more Eyes though opened sometimes fail to see
Autumn is my favourite time of year as well, Stevie. Sometimes, I grow weary of winter. I do like the way you expressed this, my friend. Love and peace,
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
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