I miss home..Ruidoso, N.M.
Europe too! I don't like the
never ending heat..
If only it didn't cost so much to move
But I bare it as I must.
It's cloudy today No sun to be seen The humid air lays heavy Pressing, closing in to sufficate The trees are still No breeze to be felt The dry ground looks lifeless I should be saying 'thanks' The sun isn't pounding down today Killing everything in its wake But this never ending heat It just won't go away Whether cloudy or sunny It takes your breath away But that is Texas What do I expect
Ohh..to be on my mountain today Feel the air cooling Going from summer to fall See the pines changing Needles falling Gentle breezes swaying the surrounding giants The bears foraging Preparing for the snows Squirrels scamping around Gathering their acorns Quiet, Peaceful And the air... Light Easy to breath Not suffocating
Ohh..to be sitting with my Grandmother In front of the fireplace Sipping cocoa Watching the changes going on outside Seeing the winter coming on that makes the summer bareable You can hear the woods whispering all aound you It's seasons changing Mother nature at work
The yearning comes strongly through your verses, Rhonda. I treasure the changing of the seasons. You express this very well. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you.
I know what you mean fall is coming late this year. I'm in New England and it's October hot and humid. The leaves are all quite green. Usually they've turned and started falling by now. Lately we've had no spring season and I guess fall will be taking a break. How boring only summer and winter and both have intensified in hot and cold. Sorry to bend your ear. Your poetry is very soothing and gentle. Outstanding visuals.
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I know what you mean fall is coming late this year. I'm in New England and it's October hot and humid. The leaves are all quite green. Usually they've turned and started falling by now. Lately we've had no spring season and I guess fall will be taking a break. How boring only summer and winter and both have intensified in hot and cold. Sorry to bend your ear. Your poetry is very soothing and gentle. Outstanding visuals.
Eileen