FALL SONG By Lisa Huddleston There’s a Cool breeze A new tease A soon freeze A changing wind An old friend A mind bend Blowing through Cheap chimes I hung in Summer trees Share this:ShareFacebookTwitterLinkedInPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading...
I realize you didn’t call me sweet, but the poem is the sweetness to which you referred. 😉 Thanks, dearie. Reply October 11, 2013 at 6:44 am
Well, you did write the poem, so that sweetness came from you…I do like the poem, no matter how toy look at it. 🙂 Reply October 11, 2013 at 8:23 am
Sweet 🙂
I realize you didn’t call me sweet, but the poem is the sweetness to which you referred. 😉 Thanks, dearie.
Well, you did write the poem, so that sweetness came from you…I do like the poem, no matter how toy look at it. 🙂