by Bid64Waterford, Ireland
Feb 2021 1,050 Views 23 comments
Browning
I walked a long the weary lane,Of Browning trees as Autumn came.Alone with my dog and black thorn stick, In a nearby field where rabbits sit. They danced and played in the Autumn leaves, That fell like snowflakes from the trees. A burst of speed and a violent roar, And rabbits sit and play no more. A tall pine tree the wind brought down , to lay in contrast with the brown. But the brown again will turn to green, Where Autumn leaves so brown have been.
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Posted: Feb 2021
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Childhood memories, memories of my two brothers Michael and Thomas RIP, Love you always,Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Regards Mick.
One never forget his Childhood
The passed like wind which can't be captured
Patience is Blessing and Prayers remove pain.
It has warmth ,sorrow and hope
Would,nt use weary Lane because it blightes the early feeling of warmth and happiness. There's a strong message conveyed with the arrival of winter and dying but hope and knowledge that life will once again emerge,born from spring. Lovely images
And wrote from your heart and it shows,,well done
It makes one wish to be walking through autumn leaves as your beauty gently becomes the breeze.