.
once verdant and plush,
once brilliant...
like red and amber jewels,
blessing with visions of warmth,
these harbingers of winter
hang listlessly now,
ready to fall
to their earthly graves.
once brilliant...
like red and amber jewels,
blessing with visions of warmth,
these harbingers of winter
hang listlessly now,
ready to fall
to their earthly graves.
I love the image and the poem. Catching those leaves in an old red wagon gives a whole new image of gathering the leaves in fall!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ciss. I knew there was a good reason to leave that wagon sitting out there since forever! ;-)
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