Sunday…

A rich day of sun and reflection

As early autumn sneaks into our lives.

The time of bountiful renewal is expected

As the orchards and harvest thrive,

Preparing for winter’s sleep.

But in saying goodbye to another season,

Do not linger in sorrow and weep.

All has come and gone for a reason

For tomorrow brings its own awe-inspiring scene.

In the bright colors of God’s paintbrush,

Sunday is perfect … silent, glowing, serene.

A whispered breath of glory; do not rush

Through a day of splendor!

by Deborah A. Bowman

red and orange autumn leaves on the ground and on trees beside body of water
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To Write…

writer's window
A Writer’s Inspirational Setting

To Write … to rhyme ..

To share a moment in time

To give of your feelings

And thus revealing

The truths of your soul

That make you whole

To pledge your story as it unfolds

The manifestation of the roles

The thoughts you have pondered

As you have wandered

Through paradise, utopia

Fearing dystopia

Do not dread

What doomsayers have said

To creep  into your bliss

Ending with a kiss

Of farewell

Come, stay awhile

In the warmth of my smile

Link your self and soul with mine

To intertwine

And ease the heart and mind

Of both of us in trust.

By Deborah A. Bowman, Peering out the window at rays of sun and silence…

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