My Friend Autumn Belle from My Nice Garden, wrote out these beautiful words....
'Out the window I stare, All the trees are bare, Winter's here, I'm still waiting for my dear'
Out the window I stare,All the trees are bare,Winter's here,I'm still waiting for my dear.
Wow! Fabulous pc of Poetry Autum Belle. Apt wording I must say. The trees bereft of their greens are symbolic of the winters to come by....Much Love,Radhika
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Out the window I stare,
All the trees are bare,
Winter's here,
I'm still waiting for my dear.
Wow! Fabulous pc of Poetry Autum Belle. Apt wording I must say. The trees bereft of their greens are symbolic of the winters to come by....
Much Love,
Radhika
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