Have look at; The Painting
The reflective tones of autumn’s grace,
in this beautiful enchanting place.
Saft broons thru greens tae pink,
geis yer brain thochts tae think.
Quiet thochts, sleepy thochts tae dream,
misty thochts just like this scene.
Let yer brain by osmosis drink,
let it seep in, nae need tae think.
Before we saw the Veil o’ cold,
now we see summer’s old.
Soon back tae winter’s time,
whare oany the Veils whites an’ blues wull rhyme.
Spring, summer,Autumn,winter time,
changing scenes since auld lang syne.
A different look tae the same enchantin’ scene.
a changing face, but aws the same as iver been.
Noo Lee-Anne this is a perfect fave,
this ‘The Painting’ a hiv tae save.
Like the Veil am left in awe,
Perfict shot if iver, a did saw:)
The Auld Yin.
Lee-Anne Carver replied
Hi Auld Yin. Again, you have touched my heart. It moves me to know something in this image stirred you enough to write about it. As usual, I appreciate your way with words and the slant you put on my work. Always a pleasure to read, always a friend indeed.