Trust In Love – James Gallagher

Fall

 

Last night the frigid
maples wrapped my garden in
a yellow blanket.

My neighbor’s mountain
greets this morning adorned in
many colored coats.

Frozen harvest moon
burdens the scarecrow’s shoulder….
quiet golden night.

The fat golden moon
had me transfixed ’till an owl’s
quick flight broke its spell.

Much too quick to night
the glorious embers of
sunset fade away.

Quiet wet meadow
bathed in sunlight, washed in fog….
morning kissed by God

 

 

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