Tuesday 16th November
Trembling branches
Release their leaves
The outcome of
A sudden breeze
Confetti falls
From shaken trees
I wonder if
The forest grieves
Branches stripped bare
Falling with ease
Left stark and bleak
No time to seize
Until next spring
New growth reprise
Love you both
Precious sons
xxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
Beautiful photos as always, and I especially love this poem!
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Thank you very much indeed.
Most kind.
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Great poem and great photos
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Thank you very much indeed.
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This line really grabbed me: “I wonder if The forest grieves”
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Thank you.
Just one of those thoughts I had…..
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Gorgeous poetry and splendid skies
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So very kind of you to say.
Many thanks Derrick.
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This is so beautifully penned. I think the beauty of nature is that it just is which teaches us so much! 💖💖💖🙏👏
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Thank you so much for your lovely words.
Most kind.
Melanie x
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You’re so welcome. It is my pleasure Melanie! 💖
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