And when the leaves of fall are scattered by the winds.
Vanity of vanities, for beauty soon ends.
The tree gives up its hair, its beauty now lies bare.
Branches once a home, empty nests now lie there.
Winter always has its way, brief though it may be.
7 comments:
oh happy day...a picture of you both! I love that you have such a strong marriage and beautiful family. You are a great example!
How is it that Ive been absent so long from your wonderful blog! I miss you guys so much! Its killing me that its been, um, over two years since Ive seen you and your little chilln, way too long if you ask me! You guys are looking good!
Thanks for all the love and support, it is much felt:)
Amy~ how is it you still look young and beautiful? While I have gotten older, fatter and grayer.
We are the same age (almost) but you seem to have tapped into the fountain of youth.
cute picture!!!
Hi Amers-
GREAT picture of the two of you!
And a nice poem about fall...
Roger wonders when the spring of HIS head is going to bring all of the foliage back again
:-)
Ahh, young love.
That probably epitomizes your life. Though life hands you a few winters during one year...you can see the spring coming. That is one of your most endearing characteristics. I love you, mom
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