Changing

Summer fades into history
yet one more time
as leaves desiccate
and fall to the ground
 
Carpeting the earth
with resplendent remains
while heralding in a new
season to be crowned 
 
A changing kaleidoscope
Delighting our senses
with colors rich and golden
Dead, but alive, in all its splendor
 
The fragrance of pines
and wood smoke in the air
Give thanks for the season
and for all it does render
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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11 thoughts on “Changing”

1. So beautifully expressed, Christine! Seasons change every year, yet fill us with awe! 🙂💞

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   1. Thank you so much Punam. That means a lot to me 🙂❤️

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      1. You are welcome, dear. 🙂

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2. Like a movie running in front of my eyes, your description of fall unfolds.

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   1. Os thank you Sadje. I am so grateful for your kind words 🙂💕

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      1. Always a pleasure Christine.

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3. Really lovely, Christine. I love the line ‘Dead, but alive, in all its splendor’.

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   1. Thanks Sue 🙂💕

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4. Beautiful lines 🤗

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   1. Thank you!

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