A red rose and a red maple leaf dry In close propinquity on Saturday
These November evenings I wonder why I ever considered going away From where red roses and maple leaves fall Why I even went anywhere at all
I will stay and hold tight to things like these Dry roses autumn leaves and memories
I always wonder about everything But these November evenings I know why I belong here as the St. John's bells ring And roses and leaves and memories dry
VEry nice November Poem STeve,
Leaves and dry red roses
Much to appreciate
The seasons bring much to life
Dead or alive
Will come back fresher than before...
You bring it into focus well my friend~
Warm Hugs,Sheeexoox
Autumn was meant to stay and inspire
just look around and awe
at the beauty nature shares with us
enjoyed your write
"though where I'm at is still green"
Peace be with you
Welcoming November evenings...reminds me of my "St. Johns" where maple leaves and rose petals fall...
Great write!
Thoroughly enjoyed!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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Leaves and dry red roses
Much to appreciate
The seasons bring much to life
Dead or alive
Will come back fresher than before...
You bring it into focus well my friend~
Warm Hugs,Sheeexoox
just look around and awe
at the beauty nature shares with us
enjoyed your write
"though where I'm at is still green"
Peace be with you
William
love Tinka
God Bless,
Lew
Great write!
Thoroughly enjoyed!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy
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