
“Autumn Evening” by Emil Nolde
unafraid
I walked among storms
standing bold
to the wind
until menacing thunder
asserted itself
“Autumn Evening” by Emil Nolde
unafraid
I walked among storms
standing bold
to the wind
until menacing thunder
asserted itself
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
Know the feeling, Paul.
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you’re too young to be afraid – chin up and soldier on – *smile*
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Hardy perennials here, Paul. Smiles always at the ready. 🙂
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Tip`toes from the floor`boards of heaven . . .
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I like that thought
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