With a whispering hand,
almost unnoticed,
Autumn gently dispels the summer
And all that was active and playful
decides to rest a while,
to passively dilute itself
in the breeze,
watching the subtle colors
float to the ground.
Autumn's Hand
With a whispering hand,
almost unnoticed,
Autumn gently dispels the summer
And all that was active and playful
decides to rest a while,
to passively dilute itself
in the breeze,
watching the subtle colors
float to the ground.
coleen gudbranson
very nice wriiting