Autumn Of Our Lives Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi

Till we are alive let us live life fully and enjoy writing good poems like this one. Nice expression.5*****

Autumn of our lives; / Gooseberry leaves- descending/ by the cold wind blow! a very beautiful and romantic poem being shared with dear poet....5* from me.... stay safe.

Talking of love, may I invite all of you to read my poem series, "A Home For Daphne ". Thank you. I will post the concluding part soon.

So lovely a poem. Very emotive expression, but emanating from the bottom of your heart, so gripping the heart of the reader. Loved it.5 *s and myfav

4. Maybe her dependence on me is waning too. I know I am being a little selfish when I wish I should die before her, I would love her to live a happy healthy independent life without me.

Justly marvelous......thank u, dear poetess...

Intriguing song of love, enduring through the watches of the night, a light in the dark... Beautiful.

Beautiful expressed thoughts on life, death, and love! .. Definite 5 Stars! ..+++++

Dear LeeAnn, relax. You are only in Summer. People like me and Robert Murray Smith are in the Autumn or even Winter of our lives. Great poem!

Romantic and elegantly written.5 stars.