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Autumn Dreaming |
These are the days we dream about, when Autumn sunlight paints us gold. |
I found the unattributed quote above online and it set me to thinking about what makes Autumn such a special time, even for those of us in a sub-tropical zone who don't have the opportunity to observe all the beautiful colors of the season. It may be because Autumn is such a mellow time, a time of settling in and, above all, a time to reflect. From thinking, I went to writing and the poem on the page, "I Dreamed of Autumn Gold," is my contribution to the season. Wherever you may be, I hope that your Autumn is golden. -- Nancy |
I Dreamed of Autumn Gold The Winter skies were silken lead, Grey and hard and cold. I bent my head into the wind And dreamed of Autumn gold. The Spring skies came with warming rain And washed away the cold. I touched a green leaf to my face And dreamed of Autumn gold. The Summer skies were vibrant blue, The landscape brash and bold. I stood beneath a sheltering oak And dreamed of Autumn gold. The Autumn skies brought memories And tranquil calm to restless soul - With smiles and tears and joys and fears, I welcomed Autumn gold. - Nancy Brister |