SOUVENIRS Posted byImeldaNovember 6, 2015November 6, 2015Posted inAutumn, Picture Wall, Poems, Poetry, Roses, Unprompted PoemsTags:Fall, photography, poetry All we have are souvenirs of moments gone by – traces of tears shadows of laughter and the feeling they left behind. Summer bequeathed to Autumn her seeds and skeletons for time to choose which to bury or resurrect season after season. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
The photo caught my eyes and the words with feelings about summer’s ending and fall arriving kept me. 🙂 Tears and souvenirs are great descriptive words! Reply
Just checking, was this supposed to be wordless? 🙂 There are some nice thoughts here, Imelda. 🙂 Reply
The photo caught my eyes and the words with feelings about summer’s ending and fall arriving kept me. 🙂
Tears and souvenirs are great descriptive words!
Perfect blending words and picture!!!!
lovely picture and words, Imelda 🙂
Just checking, was this supposed to be wordless? 🙂 There are some nice thoughts here, Imelda. 🙂