When all around you is golden,
Both leaf and grass and fern,
And yet the sky is holdin',
Such clouds so big and gray,
Do you think it will take a turn,
And make a green-looking day?
For in the summer when it is warm,
And every thing is dry,
Does not the sun do harm,
Which is quickly mended,
By rain that falls from the sky?
And does not all the brown,
Give way unto a green?
Therefore, stop your frown,
For though this isn't the same,
It will somehow and some way,
Give way to green, another day.
Fall will pass,
Then Winter too,
And soon the lovely greenish hue,
Of spring, will reign again.
Copyright-2007
10.19.2007
From the notebook....
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What a lovely word painting! Keep up the "painting" :-D
This is a beautiful poem. Do you know about Ruth Bell Graham's book of poetry called "Sitting by my Laughing Fire"? it is a collection of her poems (written by her) that remind me of your poetry. Keep creating!
Blessings,
Faith (Mrs. Turner)
ps it was very good to see you the other day and thank you again for the lovely lunch....i think i ate too much!
Thank you! No, I never read "Sitting by my Laughing Fire." It sounds interesting, though. :-)
I'm glad you enjoyed lunch.... :-)
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