Brushing the leaves
Mixing the palette of primary colors
Smearing them with delight
Creating colors we only see in fall
Autumn knows we mourn
The colors of summer
Applying her brush heavily
She paints
For us
When Winter arrives
With gray white cold
We’ll need those colors
In our heart
11 comments:
That is wonderful. Thanks.
ZQ
Boy will I need the memory in my heart. Great use of words Gail.
Beautiful and true!
Wonderful post, Gail. :-)
I must say that's precisely my sentiment.. Fall is good to us with those colors.
Yes, autumn is such a beautiful gift of colors. I love this piece!
So beautiful. I enjoyed reading this. :)
or you can move to Florida and see the colors all year long.. looking for Scotty now... it is a beautiful poem and is oh so true for those of you living where the cold comes calling
"Autumn knows we mourn
The colors of summer"
That should be the title of a painting!
Love it. ♥
You have painted a beautiful canvas of colors here Gail. Autumn certainly is a season to carry in our heart through all the others.
Autumn is so good at helping us transition to winter.
=)
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