"Golden and red trees
Nod to the soft breeze,
As it whispers, "Winter is near;"
And the brown nuts fall
At the wind's loud call,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Nod to the soft breeze,
As it whispers, "Winter is near;"
And the brown nuts fall
At the wind's loud call,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Good-by, sweet flowers!
Through bright Summer hours
You have filled our hearts with cheer
We shall miss you so,
And yet you must go,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Through bright Summer hours
You have filled our hearts with cheer
We shall miss you so,
And yet you must go,
For this is the Fall of the year.
Now the days grow cold,
As the year grows old,
And the meadows are brown and sere;
Brave robin redbreast
Has gone from his nest,
For this is the Fall of the year.
As the year grows old,
And the meadows are brown and sere;
Brave robin redbreast
Has gone from his nest,
For this is the Fall of the year.
I do softly pray
At the close of day,
That the little children, so dear,
May as purely grow
As the fleecy snow
That follows the Fall of the year". by Ellen Robena Field
Don't you guys just love watching the leaves change color,well i do sometimes i like to look out my window and note the colors of the trees turn from green to amazing yellow-pink-brown and so many other beautiful colors of the rainbow.It makes me appreciate how life and nature is a part of our existence. At the close of day,
That the little children, so dear,
May as purely grow
As the fleecy snow
That follows the Fall of the year". by Ellen Robena Field
In my mind that pose i thought model..lol. |
Trying to fit my head lol |
trust me thats not a stain on my carpet What im wearing; Charlotte rousse top Basic jean Charlotte rousse lace flats. |
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