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On The Eve Of Fall a Poem by Stephen Craig Rowe
On the eve of fall night light is damp with full clouds and a chill in the air. Some stars shine as others fade in the gray sky of night. Roses speak soft poetry and turn deaf gardens into light. Trees on the ridge thin as brush rustles in doe steps and tap dance of pattering rain. Perhaps a quiet turn of seasons or perhaps a turn of light twists dawn to day with recall of the father and all the poetry there is and was and ever be well.
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Your dad was a good looking guy! 🙂
God Bless!
Prenin.
I can definitly see the resemblence with you and your father from the photos.
Thats a beautiful poem.
Happy Halloween Stephen
Hugs and love,
Nikki
Hi Stephen,
Thanks so much for your warm and lovely comment. I wish you very happy holiday season too. Christmas isn’t far off now! I’ll be back before then though.
I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving, sorry i’m a bit late with those wishes, I was away from wp again,
Hugs and love to you, Nikki
Merry Christmas Stephen.
Wishing you a bright and beautiful Christmas time.
All the best to you my friend.
For you http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u205/nh07/merryxmas-1_zps9ad30416.gif
Hugs and kisses,
Nikki