It's early yet to think of the fall season, much less its ending, but like some others I love autumn and all she brings; this poem reflects my appreciation for its romance and beauty.
Memories, brilliant
As autumn leaves swirling
Against a fallen oak
Remind me of your laughter
Of your smile
Of the light that shines
Within your eyes
Golden like the sun
That seems to dance
Upon the water
All of these miracles
Astir today
Here at Autumn's ending
She tries hardest
To fulfill them
And I shall memorize
November now
'Ere frost from Winter’s kiss
Can still them
but "'Ere frost from Winter's kiss" cannot still the memories of children laughing and having fun in the piles of leaves in almost every yard, or the fun they have at Thanksgiving. November is a very special month where I live because it is the actual beginning of freezing cold...lol. But even that freezing cold cannot chill the warmth in my heart for all the memories through the years of the fun I have had as a small child in Michigan's U.P. during the snows of November in northern Michigan.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister, Barbie.
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May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your den sister, Barbie.
Regis
Newfie Hugs, Rose
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This was so beautiful about the love of most beautiful season when the ground is askew with colorful leaves.
Mary