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The Autumn Leaf !

The winds came along,

and blew me away.

I let myself loose,

and was taken away.

It wasn’t a long journey,

from heavens above.

But one that I have waited,

worth all the love.

I swirled and danced,

for I lived for this moment.

There is magic in the air,

The woods are all fragrant.

The colours are bold,

The winds breezy and cold.

Its time I finally fall,

For I have lived it all.

I am the autumn leaf,

Basking in all glory.

I lived all the seasons,

And that is my little story.

Life shall move on and I will be reborn,

And once again the autumn will sweep me along !!

 

 

 

 

 

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Waiting !

(An autumn tree waiting to wither)

 

A mother waits for her child,

In city or in wild.

Like the peacock waits for the rain,

Thundering or mild.

The summer waits for the Autumn

The autumn for the rain,

The little furry friend wishes for an angel,

In hunger or in pain.


(Waiting for some nurturing and love)

 

A farmer waits for the sunny days,

So his harvest stays.

A soldier waits for his holiday,

For his family that awaits.

Life comes full circle,

we all wait for a good life.

Hoping and keeping the faith is all that we do,

that truly keeps us alive !!

(Waiting to bloom) 

Weekly Photo Challenge – Waiting –¬†https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/waiting-2017/

 

The Transient Life !

My little piece of Transient

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The seasons come, the seasons go,

With the tick and the tock, the times flow.

For I walk along the path of change,

The love, the fear and the times of  strange.

The waters drift, the mountains grow,

Autumn brings along the love of snow.

The seasons come, the seasons go,

With the tick and the tock, the times flow !

An Autumn Rain !

I saw outside my window in the middle of the night,

The world stood still, a picture pure and bright.

The sound of the gushing rain falling on the trees,

The leaves falling down holding hands with the breeze.

Smell of the mud making some magic in the air,

Some distant twinkling lights calling me over there.

Its autumn already – my heart gleaning,

You know no other season – my mind grumbling.

The soul dances to the music of the rain,

Like no other dances in glory or in pain.

Its autumn – the only season my heart knows,

Forever the only one that my heart knows !

Ms Sunshine !!

The little miss Sunshine crowned her hat,
Donned the stilettos and walked the mat.

She tipped and toed and flickered her tinkle,
Glazed in the mirror, oh my, not a wrinkle.

She walked like a cat and reached out to him,
My light shines bright, please, don’t make it dim.

I am twirling and swirling and making my own merry,
I am the fondant and I am the cherry.

I am the sunshine and I shine my light on you,
I ain’t need no sunshine to make my way through.

You may have done your wonders – you ain’t my cup of tea,
For I walk away from you, Oh World, and I set me free !!