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AS AUTUMN CLOSES DOWN HER REVELRY """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" WRITTEN BY S.C.MITCHELL OCTOBER 2013. The evening sun shone as one great golden orb - whose Light - dappled through the nets - on glass - of pristine white - Danced as with an unseen angel - like a melody of water colours Ever changing from the crystal hanging - to reflect the delicate and Transluscent glorious sight - of every shade of deepest hues of blues And reds and creamy whites - to bring its fading cheer - and herald in The coming cooler nights . Such bliss - to sit and ponder at another closing day - and muse on all That has transpired - with no words of any consequence to say - and yet - With gratitude that all is well - as well can be - in looking back as Autumn Closes down her revelry - and bids adieu to all - and - with just a flicker of a Smile she bows - and blows a kiss - and bids farewell to You and me . Now darker nights and shorter days walk in the door - as if to say - We're Here again - so - I suggest you settle down - without complaint or furrowed Frown - nor give dis-ease a place to make its bed - or think it has a right to Rest its most unwelcome head - until the days turn once again to Spring - but Cast him out - and look the coming winter months full in the face - and lift Your voice and sing . We do not need to be controlled by winter's darkest ploy - nor give way and Time unto the shadows of despair - that steal our joy - but raise our cup and Drink a toast for all the blessings we have known this passing year - where Life and love and health have been the portion of so Many here . If that is not the case - then I still say - Don't fret - there may be happier Days ahead - and even yet - the past is past with all its shadowlands of Murky blacks and greys - that may have left - for some - no pleasant Memories for the heart and mind to speak of kindly or replay - But - all In all we have so much of which to say - I am alive - and so for that Alone - we can give thanks - today and Everyday . """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" For those who live alone or have not had an easy year the changes from Autumn to winter can cause a certain amount of dread ...the nights are closing in and everything can look bleak ...but for you in particular I pray that this winter time will be a happier time for you ... May God bless you all With Love and Peace. Stella >< Vote for this poem
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