Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Very beautiful, William.How I would love to watch autumn leaves dancing in the wind at this moment. Then as I twirl around among them the dancing leaves have become the swirling snowflakes of winter that would melt into the gentle rains of spring. Then it would begin again with autumn.As you will notice, I have left out summer-the season that I loved as a child but cannot seem to tolerate very well as a woman in her "autumn years" :}
Thank you, Jan.Having grown up in California’s sweltering San Joaquin Valley, I know exactly what you mean.It’s rainy and cool here today. Interesting how our thoughts bend and change with the seasons.
I’m glad, Laura. Thank you.
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