This will be a short post.....feeling pretty tired, so here's another poem. If you have anything to say, COMMENT. I love it, really makes my day to see comments popping up for me to read=-) (It's those little things in life....)

This one's interesting, because you can read it backwards and forwards and it will read the same way: "England in October"

England in October

Leaves red as scarlet,

Crimson blushing faces

Sunset exquisite, lifting

White upon white;

Violets shading

Whispers willing

Bowers in misty dreams

“hope in sighing times”—

Silence—falling.

Apples crisp as heart-aches

Vibrant, slow escapes

Beauty as Itself achieving Eloquence—

Freedom takes cheer, cheer takes freedom,

Eloquence achieving itself as beauty escapes

Slow vibrant aches--;

Heart as crisp apples, falling—

Silence.

Times sighing in hope

Dreams misty in bowers

Willing whispers

Shading violets

White upon white lifting exquisite sunset

Faces blushing crimson scarlet as red leaves—

October in England.

another autumn one...for Jesus.....

You

Touched

Autumn.

You made Heaven sing.

You

Fingered

Flowers

In the breath of spring.

You

Sent

Storm-clouds

To play a song for rain.

You

Touched

Me

Now I live again.