Autumn Beauty ...Country Girl

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. ― John Donne

Still Lovely

I love walking In the fall With you.

Despite Our scraping pains—

Dry leaves on our walk, Your whisper in my brain.

We walk a rocky strand Waves rolling, In skittering dark—

Summer ebbing and although Broken— We haven’t fallen apart.

We’re survivors;

Love hasn’t killed us But heals us, Makes us strong.

Places inside us Grief collects Yet we struggle on.

And you, Backlit by sullen suns So lovely and still fair;

The sunlight gently gilds Your face and stray strands Of your hair.