Still holding on, strong, erect,
In a spectacular color of dress
Vowing to bring beauty to days,
In the face of natures death
Fall seasons essence, you remain,
As the time comes, you don’t contest
To shedding your dressing, all with grace
With first gusts, of the Winters breath
Let me, be as you,
As this seasons rolls in,
Find warmth in the roots of my home
Not fight the unsettling, grey days to come,
Know it’s this way, for Spring to be born
Beautiful 🙂
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Thank you. A very nice compliment coming from my foremost nature lover ❤
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I love this….using nature to embrace our own transitions. Wonderful. 🙂
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Thank you, Dear Mis….the forest is looking me in the face. Thought it best to watch and learn 😉 🙂
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Beautiful, I love the metaphor in the last verse 🙂
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Thank you ❤ !!
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Another lovely poem, Heather. Thank you 🙂
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And another gracious thank you to you, Laine ❤
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This is gorgeous, I love both the message and the flow of this poem, really well done. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Dom!!!!
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