A rustling breeze is stirring trees,
It hastens falling autumn leaves;
Here comes those stirring memories
That lets the past unfold.
...
Read full text
Memories are such a part of life. And the happy memories, the ones we’re pleased to summon, are what keep us going. Indeed, what a treasure they are. Well composed.10
Wow...I love this. Fabulous rhythm! .......or cadence: -)