Life



As the leaves fall...they never hit the ground right away.
Do they?  They fly all over the place...
Making...beautiful arrays of various colors.
all around over the ground.
Does it make you really wonder...
What changes the leaves to be such wonderful colors?
Red...yellow...orange...purple...green with red..so many even white..
Certain trees.
Love is a beautiful time of year is it not?
We could see all the changes the world goes through...
In fall...
And think of it as a renewing time of the year...
Of course it is noted for that.
But to think of Hope and Grace and Love all together at any time of
Year..also though...it is more prevailing in the fall equinox...
I believe.
Either, that is true or Love which is so kind...and Hope, which is totally kind...and, Grace which holds no bounds , of course.
Are always out there in the world you don't need to believe..

That only one person holds all those feelings..there is always plenty to go around in the world.
If we all could just hold hands around the globe it would make a great and magnificent statement...would it not?
It would say Peace at last...Peace on Earth.

Think about it......


Teresa Annette Ream F.
03/14/2023
Just thinking...
Thanks for reading my poem....

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Written on March 14, 2023

Submitted by teresaannetteford on March 14, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic hexameter
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Stanza Lengths 18, 3, 1, 4

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