A Golden Load

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Autumn

Yesterday I was on my bike in the park close to where we live. While riding around the park, I couldn't help being touched by all the different colours of Autumn! My best season is Autumn, because of the changes. So many changes are taking place and I was mad at myself for not having my camera with me! Surely will take it today!! I had my mp3 player with me listening to some music and at some stage the music of Sweet People was playing...VERY appropriate!! I was also thinking about the song of...I think it is Roger Whitaker...singing..."how small we are, how little we know..."? can't remember! I was really struck by all the different shades...of yellow/green/purple/red....

Enjoy this poem!

Autumn days are here again!

In autumn when the trees are brown

The little leaves come tumbling down

They do not make the slightest sound

But lie so quietly on the ground

Until the wind comes puffing by

And blows them off towards the sky.

The winds will blow their own freshness into you,

and the storms their energy,

while cares will drop away from you

like the leaves of Autumn.

by John Muir