Shane and Shay raking leaves in the autumn breeze
oh to be free under the trees in that autumn breeze
Tumbling and falling, scarlet red and amber warm
Shane and Shay in sync with fall
my loves, my life
The warm colors of autumn dusk, all too fast to fade
Winter beckons at the door; harkening no more falls
Scarlet tears mixed with gentle blue
sorrow and joy of maternal dues
Separate now, no longer one
No more days of raking leaves in an autumn breeze
Amber warm love gone gray
Why do my young ones stray
How full of pathos and meaning Ophelia. It makes my heart feel the sentiments. I too have written of family loss of different sorts. Hope you can find a similarity with my pieces. One is called A Mother's Plea. Another is titled Release. I would like to know your thoughts on them. You have true appeal in your writing. Hope to see more of your work. from Fay Slimm Corwall U.K.
Because you are so nice you are going to make me change the title of one of my most popular poems? Kidding I loved this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful, absolutely beautiful