Cooler weather.
Windows open.
Breezes enter.
It is fall…for the earth
And for me.
This is the fall of my life.
Like a leaf that has been too long
On the tree,
I have begun to dry up
But, oh…
Look at my colors!
I may not be new.
No longer supple.
Youth left a season ago.
Yet, I have become
More interesting.
Something to press between the pages.
This is a time
I will savor
For the winter of my life.
Holly Y. Smith
Thank you, Sandee!
Holly you write just how I feel.
It’s beautiful, keep it up. I’ll visit here often. 😊
Thank you, Lori!
Beautiful! I love it.
I don’t know, Linda. I’ll let you know when I find out! Thank you for reading and commenting!
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