How soft the breeze of life flows
Beyond the mountain's glow
Of diamonds and of crystals
That fall to earth below
With trees that catch the spirit
In glory of each Fall
Reflections on the water
With love to you and all
For seasons that are changing
They give us all their best
But oh the touch of colors
Have filled the heart so blest
And we shall see the mountain
That's painted in the sky
With trees of amber color
That fill the human eye
That glory in this season
With cool breeze shall ignite
The nature of God's colors
So radiant and bright.
© Francine Pucillo
Poetry Emotion
