On a snug autumn day I recollect
in happiness the reminiscence of the old friends
Hoping our autumn day of life will be tinted gracefully
Dear friend ! Into my living room ripe persimmon colored sun beam showers, Against mountain decorated with splendid red and golden leaves, With a few fleeces of white cloud in the blue sky. What are these whispering me in silent tone ? I will entrust these all to my master. That is the arena of holy God. I simply thank God allowing me to rest here By sunny window, on a chair snug like his breast Just thinking of you, old friend. Now I reminisce our days bygone and pray for your happiness and in my heart new love and thank come up, In bliss having shared so much pleasure and dreams. In my memory you're still romping like a child and I won't worry about some of your arthritis. :-) In blessings now I've forgotten all ailing words... |
In tomorrow days also there will be bliss in cosiness of white winter harvesting cherished memory of our friendship. Looking snow flakes out of window thru which we romped, Reminiscing the youth days we made footprint together. As said "Beautiful the old are works of art" Autumn day of our life is being tinted gracefully For our hearts remain warm as ever. For our friendship will last for ever ! With thanks, I look down at an autumn leaf on my palm, tinted golden as your friendship. Take care and be happy ! my friend. |
Looking out my window, I see a carpet of gold and feel the air around me damp and cold. A season is born with color abound and the smell of wood smoke lies all around. A soft autumn rain falls gently to earth announcing the season about to give birth. The call of the geese from a clear, blue sky bidding the summer a final goodbye. The falling leaves are whispering that autumn's on it's way and I close my eyes remembering the season's of yesterday. |
-Ocean Serenity- |