Carousel music
Sails across the sky to me.
Just the thought of you
Makes things whimsical.
So does walking beside you,
It is magical.
Inside a bookstore
Window, we see a book called
“Life Is Hard.” It is.
I am happiest
Walking outside in the sun.
The light lifts my eyes
Away from the world,
Up to the greater beyond,
Which is a relief.
I always return
To the place from which we left
Freer and lighter.
This is a good thing.
Some of us are predisposed
to introspection,
That’s why there are lakes
And sandy beaches, and stones perfect for skipping.
God sees our struggles
I think. So he sends good friends
And dogs. And pumpkins
In the fall. Flowers
In the spring. Snowfall
In the wintertime.
Apples and carmel
(Or maybe it’s car-a-mel,
I guess that’s correct,
Still I say carmel)
Taste best eaten in the fall.
Baked apples do too.
When people don’t rake,
And the city doesn’t sweep,
Streets look magical.
Fall is the best time
To be out in the fresh air.
Hope you can enjoy!
🍁🙋🏻☀️🌻💛 🍎 🍏
perfect Deb. I picked the last 10 big apples with snow on them. still crunchy and destined for “carmel”
I saw a wind gust and hundreds of yellow leaves left the aspen grove high up, airborne. wishing for a camera on video. Raining gold.
Gary, I love your poet’s eye and voice and the way you say “carmel”! 😉 We just got home from a walk and it was “raining gold!” And btw, who needs a video when you capture such moving word pictures!
Beautiful!
Thanks so much, Andy!
Each season has its own feel. We’re at the height of color here, and the air is crisp, refreshing, and inviting. (And yes, it’s “raining gold.”) Enjoy the fall, Deb. 🙂
You too, Annie! Thanks for stopping by! 🍁🙋🏻💛
Very stunning. Feeling it
Thanks mister max!