Wish people in Syria could be as safe and lucky as we are:):)
I am well on the way now with building my poetry collection - today's poem is about Autumn...
As I look upon the garden now,
a mellow sun shines.
The leaves have begun their Autumn Fall
their colours reflect the changing season.
The feeling is one of peace
a languid pace is set.
The summer flourishing is done
no more frenzy under a torrid sun.
Oh, there is still work to do
of that no doubt.
Somehow though, it's not so hard