I have written a couple of versions on other poetry sites: Poem hunter and All poetry. It is an inspirational poem that I hope you will enjoy.
October...come she will. I hear her voice echoing through the night.
Soon she will fly away for she has no reason nor rhyme to stay.
She gently whispers through the trees...causing them to gently
fall to the ground. Her tree's leaves change from green to
orange, yellow, red and brown. Her leaves blow throughout
cities and towns.
October's country is a gift of love
flowing towards earth from heaven above
because of Jesus' matchless love.
October is the month the good Lord choose to give me birth.
He gave to me his free gift of eternal life from
dawn unto the twilight sky.
October...come she will fade away unto the
months of November and December.
Only to become born again next
Autumn's year.
I need not fear nor be afraid of the dark nights.
Because by the side Christ will stay until
the end of my earthly days.
October... come she will fill my soul
with her peace so sublime. I am
glad she is a very good friend of mine.
Love as always,
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
aka: Roxy54/October country
September 23, 2014
October Country
October is the month my Creator choose to give me birth.
I will be on this earth for sixty years this Saturday, October 4Th.
The Lord has truly been good to me aka October Country.
He has blessed me with my friends on Poetry poem,
who have been very patient and kind with yours truly.
When Yahoo had me change my email address,
I thought my former poetry was lost for all eternity.
But alas my poems on my older sites
can still become accessed by me.
Thank you poetry poem. You are my second
oldest poetry site next to poetry.com.
You can see my poems also on: poem hunter, but you
can not mention other poetry sites it.
I am on All poetry, access to that
poetry site is pretty easy to do.
But this is my favorite sight,
it brightens up both my days
and my nights.
Hopefully I will granted by God above,
the Lord and Savior of my life--Jesus Christ,
many more years of writing inspirational poetry.
I am thanking Him for His free gift to me,
inspirational and Christian poetry.
I may not understand: meter, rhyming, or rhyme,
it is sad and true. But I do not feel
blue. I trust that humble I will always
be and not as proud as a peacock.
I am counting the minutes on the clock.
Love in Christ Jesus!
Roxanne Lea Dubarry
October 3, 2014
