Thursday, August 15, 2013

Summer's End



It always begins with a whisper in the wind ...
with messenger leaves that turn quickly and drift slowly
onto fields still summer green ... 
with a touch like a cool hand on my arm. 
I embrace the fall.
I gather light and color to carry me through the changing of the seasons.
 
~ <3 ~

3 comments:

  1. Beautiful! We are a little behind you but I shall remember this in a month or so :)

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  2. So lovely my Friend. The words as well as the picture :)

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