The last of the leaves on the trees in my garden gave in to the strong Dutch winds today, and I sadly bid farewell to my favourite season –
If fall be a lady,
she would be fair;
With flaming red hair
And beauty beyond compare.
If fall be a lady,
She would have class;
Past her spring and summer
No more a little lass.
If fall be a lady,
She has had a full life;
Youthful games and merry days
Not to forget, many a strife.
If fall be a lady,
She would be strong;
She has fought and conquered
Troubles that came along.
If fall be a lady,
She would know herself;
A woman of substance
Not moved nor swayed by pelf.
If fall be a lady,
She would sit by the fire;
With a hot cup of chocolate
And memories that inspire.
If fall be a lady,
She would be content;
As winter draws near
With another year well spent.
Eloquent indeed.
Just wanted to let you know that only the first four were cellphone, the other three (towards the bottom) were from a camera. :)
Thanks for the comment!
So how is winter treating you?
Very well actually, since I am enjoying my hols at 30C Kerala! :)
And she would wonder of the year that’s almost gone by, and if the next one will be as good as this one :)