Comments about Arthur Henn
Flaming Yellow Torches...
He heard the whisper of her yellow rose
He heard the whisper of her white daisies
Arranged in a single whorl
October waits for the rising of their full moon
Casting shadows upon yellow flaming torches
Autumns leaves shower them with love
Blanketing the swell of autumns breeze
Bonfire love, under her spell
Listen to the winds of summer end
Sitting with her under a blanket of love
Looking into your eyes watching you smile
Autumn it brings in a new wave of love
The strength and magic carpet ride of love
Rising high into a new season of winters ...