~~~Three Feet Tall~~~ ********************** **************** Memories of three feet tall And tattered hand-me-downs Of dreams beneath the back-door porch In leaves of gold and brown. Shades of autumn fill the air And blanket all around. Then with the frost and chilly wind Cold snow blankets the ground The bed was swept and bare, Reborn in white the season’s end With snow and frigid air. Came springtime and the snow was gone. Replaced by wind and rain. But summer’s warmth was soon to dawn And bring the sun again. With memories of three feet tall, And tattered hand-me-downs. ******************************** ******** ***** *** * AdvertisementShare this:FacebookTwitterMorePrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
Aww I remember hand-me-downs. Nostalgic!
Lily
So beautiful Paul~
Wonderful. I so love this one!
The ragmuffin on the right is himself