Thoughts to Share
Sometimes The people we love Leave With parkas rustling In the wind Their scent lingering In the air Long after They are gone Like candlelight Fading into darkness Seeds of marigold Carried by the wind Or the golden leaves Of tall aspens trembling In the October breeze Falling to the ground Swirling The ones special…
On the wings of birdsong Travels sweet July The world takes A refreshing, deep breath With suitcases rolling It ponders crisp thoughts Made of freshly ironed White linen and Flowers pinned to Wide brimmed hats Each rock in the forest Blade of grass in the park Or shell on the beach Speaks a language of…