The last autumn leaves lay scattered on
the ground like specks of paint on an artist’s canvas.
Children shuffle through the carpet of red, yellow
and orange that now awaits them.
Trees stand tall and naked against the gray horizon,
branches reminiscent of arms outstretched in loneliness.
Autumn and all its beauty has now come to a close,
welcoming the birth of a new season.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Regis
'Pea' xOx
Always there is a new season, a new hope, a new day, new marks, new foot prints...enjoyed your work, thanks.
Love Tinka
Be safe,
Karen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Enjoyed!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~