Letting Life Lead
Sometimes when you live in a place all your life you don’t understand why it is that people come from all over the world just to see what has become invisible to you. Fall in New England is a musical beauty that changes from day to day. Peak color only lasts a short time, but if you are lucky and the weather is right on a still, fall day even the locals can get mesmerized.
A New England Autumn
The leaves are going now
in the autumn of the life;
a last song before sleep.
If you catch a moment
when the wind waits,
quiet your breaths
and hear colors sing.
Sometimes you can almost hear Bob Ross painting happy little trees.
Our house is surrounded by trees. Both beautiful and maddening if you don’t have a dozen children to rake it all.
This was a post inspired by Harsh Reality’s Day In the Life… Challenge.
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