An appreciation. In the approaching Fall of life....
(photo by Sylvia Kirkwood)
Shrugging off
those
light snowy covers,
sometimes
almost like blankets;
then
letting
the light breezes
massage the bare arms
into sprouting
new growth and leaves;
biting cold winds,
tempered
by a
slowly powering Sun
bursting into
spring and summer,
replete with
wild and wet
flowers and fruit
romancing the birds;
And as
Summer fades into Fall,
she comes into her own,
warm
in mustard yellow,
looking up
into a pure blue cool sky,
the leaves
enriched in gold.
They say 77 is the new 47..
And
she wraps
her confidence
a bit tighter around herself,
smiles
and says,
"It's such a wonderful life,
isn't it !"......
Ah, I do recognize her! And most of the time the 47 seems much more appropriate, then there are the days when I have to admit that 77 is more realistic! Always love your words and that you share them!
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