reading
and watching leaves
turn yellow
I hear voices
but cannot understand
the words
goldenrod
blooms
where the daffodils
were
A favorite photo by Karl.
goldenrod
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reading
and watching leaves
turn yellow
I hear voices
but cannot understand
the words
goldenrod
blooms
where the daffodils
were
A favorite photo by Karl.
Comments are closed.
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
I like the star shape in the photo.
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Good morning, Annie. I shared your comment with Karl. Thank you!
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“Goldenrod blooms where daffodils were”…great observation of the links between seasons.
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Dear Sarah, Thank you and blessings.
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I love that you have yellow gold in the goldenrod and I am admiring the golden yellow in my daffodils. Together we hold gold in our sights. 🙂
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Dear Gallivanta, Yes, “gold in our sights.” Thank you!
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“…goldenrod bloom where the daffodils were…” Beautiful, Ellen. Cycle of life, one blessing replaced by another.
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Dear Marylin, Thank you – “one blessing replaced by another.”
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