"The heart has its seasons, its evenings, and songs of its own."
- The Grateful Dead
Outside,
summer is over.
At night,
the cold autumn wind
is blowing through October
toward November.
Like addict artists,
the leaves shine awesome colors,
soon to be dead and gone,
and Southern Oregon
bathed in ice
For me, however,
it's different.
The first robin sang the other day,
the last snow melts
and runs down the sides of the streets
in little city rivers.
The roses,
long in tight buds are,
(encouraged by the warm sun)
opening their doors to the air
and the bees
In my woman,
my child grows and,
daughter or son,
this is my sun.
As long as it rises
every day higher in the sky,
how can it be winter for me?
Comments
insertponceyfre... | October 17, 2010 - 06:08
sean this is beautiful
shoe | October 17, 2010 - 08:04
Beautiful and moving.
skinner_jennifer | October 17, 2010 - 13:25
Hi seannelson,
You express so well your feelings, it was very
inspiring to read. Congratulations on the cherries,
Jenny.
Highhat | October 17, 2010 - 16:15
Yes it must be summer in the heart with a birth on the way. Congratulations on the cherry ;)
seannelson | October 17, 2010 - 17:03
Thank you all for your kind words. To tell you the truth, we're early in the pregnancy. We're going to name the child after my father: Eric or Erica .
friendly regards,
Sean
fatboy74 | October 18, 2010 - 08:17
very much enjoyed - congrats on cherry. :-)
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Highhat | October 18, 2010 - 14:21
Congratulations with the baby on- it's- way Seannelson. Nice to name it after your father. I did the same with my son! Such a wonderful time. Congrats on the cherry and POD. Stay healthy and take care
;)
seannelson | October 18, 2010 - 16:13
Thanks Tony; I'm honored.