Fallen leaves lay on the ground
scattered, like days shed and left behind
brilliant on those mornings illuminated
by the sun; sad remains many other times
crumbling, disintegrating in silence
until they are one with the ground.


For DVERSE POETS’ PUB’s Open Link Night.
I hope all of you are doing beautifully well.  It’s been a bit busier in our little corner since the weekend.  We have guests at home and a birthday party to boot.   I was on my  Cinderella-before-the-prince mode cooking and cleaning up a storm.  Well, just for accuracy, I am always in that Cinderella mode.  My fairy Godmother did not tell me that my Ever After meant shedding the golden slippers and wearing an apron instead. 🙂
Have a great day to you all. Thank you for coming by.

10 thoughts on “MEMORIES

  1. They, too, have a purpose ~ does that not make you see that WE have even greater purpose when we fall but learn from it, understanding our purpose even deeper? Crisp photograph! Great big hug! xo

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