You took us on this journey down the path and it was quite a journey.

Cheers,
Dan

Wonderful picture. great write.
AM

Beautiful...Thx...Write On

Beautiful writing dear man...have a wonderful evening...Hugs

Ed, you almost convinced me as to the sadness of the Autumnal season, then I remembered how delightful it is not to have 100 deg. weather...'tho still a bit warm here (low 90s), and greenery everywhere. I still enjoy the starkness of late Fall, and of course Wintertime. It's all relevancy, I suppose...LOL
Blessings and Love - Micke

The new season cycles once again and fond memories of the season before remain in our heads. What a lovely piece that says it all...

Be always safe,
Karen

this truly expresses the touch of saddness all about when autumn settles in

...I truly enjoy the changes of seasons, they all offer something special.... ok,, winter offers a bit toooo much,,,lol... nice poem Ed! :)

I love his! I will be in the Ozarks in two weeks where I can enjoy the beauty of the fall colors and the changing seasons. LA does not measure up to other regions of the country that have real seasons. Unlike you, I don't year for June. I love the cold and the rain, come what may. Eileen

Your poem is a lovely read and the picture with its glowing colors is beautiful. You've captured the melncholy of the changing season.

Ed, this is beautiful...and I especially love your seventh stanza...I sympathize with that babblin' brook!

A hush of a ticking sound from the cockup clock, and a bitter cry of hope, for one more time around, some will survive, maybe us, even, and if so, I shall pass myself around with sharing, a worthwhile journey for the hope of spring, in this life, or the other. I know Peggy and Angelface and all the others will see a bit of spring every day in the goodies I feed them, that then warms my heart and theirs, a warmth that fights the bitter cold of winter and radiates throughout. A wonderfully melancholy write, coming from a touching soul. Bless You Friend! Jasmin Horst

Is it not a sad view of a naked tree, alone, after the grass is gone, and the flowers, and the butterflies and....we will be in front of a fire place drinking hot cocoa as it's there out, alone, not even able to tremble in the cold.
Yes brother you put me in a sad mood.

Georg

Time for old pee-wee to be hibernatin' too...crawl into your cave with the dogs and wrap each other together...gotta keep each other warm till the spring does again arrive...Ed

So beautifully and richly expressed, Ed! Your poetry is always so rewarding. Thanks.

Change of a season stated perfectly in this beautiful poetry

Ed,

There's always light at the end of the tunnel, spring after every winter...poignantly penned.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

This is a beautiful write as Sandie said but also filled with such bittersweet images for in order to feel such sadness at the advent of fall means one must have enjoyed one wonderful summer. Also the eternal knowledge that with the spring will again come the summer.
Fee

Beautiful write, Ed! You have brought so many great imageries to this poem. Everything is now winding down in the fall, preparing for the winter. Can't really wait for that beautiful white blanket to come upon us, giving feeling of "Peace on Earth."

Sandie Angel :o)

How beautiful is this??????????very for I went for that walk with you Ed and what a lovely walk it was. I saw it all through your words and eyes. Thank you for this lovely write and stroll this morning. Love, Bonnie

Great imagery in this one, Ed; bravo!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)