In between the hospital stay and now my husband’s rehab clinic stay, I found a few minutes to take photos and write another poem. I hope you enjoy these and have a very blessed day. Praise God!
Fall’s Gilded Girls Fall’s gilded girls All in a row Why would one ever think In you resides no soul? Your curly locks Bright splashes of color Adorn your heads As upon no others Some look at you and See merely trees But from only one glance I believe is seen The Spirit, the Soul, If you please, Of the one who designed Your bright glistens & gleams With a powerful hand and With the greatest of glee Your bright glories were created By our God for all to see And to know that they are truly loved From His all-joyful Heaven up above So for our pure pleasure it can be found To be placed upon your yellowed brow The brightest of creation’s most golden of crowns