An Autumn Afternoon
The trees rustle
in the wind,
singing songs
to each other.
Their leaves fall
like a whisper,
begging me to play
tag with them.
The crickets
join the symphony,
bringing music
to my ears.
A sense of peace
only God can give
stays with me…
this autumn afternoon.
Barbara Siekierski is a
writer from Swarthmore, PA.
Hi Barbara,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your delightful poem! My favorite season is autumn. God's handiwork surrounds us in all it's glory! God bless!
Autumn is amazing to watch. I enjoyed your musings on this beautiful season. SuZ
ReplyDeleteDear Barbara,
ReplyDeleteI love your images and the way you include God in this poem.
Blessings,
Michael
Dear Suzanne, Michael, and Christine,
ReplyDeleteThank you for your lovely thoughts on Barbara's poem. I will send your comments to her. Thank you, Barbara, for continuing to be a part of the Whispers journey. Wishing you the best always.
Blessings,
Karen