It was Autumn Dreams
You left us in the Fall
I sit beside the lake
Thinking of you still
Knowing you are never
really gone
I feel you everywhere
Mostly when Autumn
Comes calling me
Still
Autumn Dreams…Call me…still
It was Autumn Dreams
You left us in the Fall
I sit beside the lake
Thinking of you still
Knowing you are never
really gone
I feel you everywhere
Mostly when Autumn
Comes calling me
Still
Tell Me About It 
Thank you Bling! I get stuck on one theme and go till I run out of inspiration! 😀 LOL
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This makes me think of the poem “the lake ” by Lamartine , a romantic French poet.
Love ❤
Michel
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the great Michelle Marie.
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May it keep calling you.
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Lovely, I adore the poetry and leaves falling from the page…wow!<3
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Wow you must have been reading my mind today I was thinking about you. I was thinking about orange and how autumn always reminds me of orange and orange reminds me of you. Your favorite color and mine! ❤ Thank you for your sweet comment. ❤
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Thank you for the beautiful reminder that fall is just around the corner though one would never know it here! ❤
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Beautiful. Hugs. 💞💞
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Thank you E. I’m stuck on Autumn. I keep feeling it in the air, although it’s very hot here still. I’ve noticed just a hint of cooling! Yay for that! hugs to you E. ♡♡♡♡
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Hugs! 💚💚💚
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Absolutely stunning, MM!!! ❤
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Oh Hi AmyRose! Thank you so much! ♡♡♡
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WOW ! I love it, a lot Micki ! ❤
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Thank you for the wow! I always love those! ♡♡♡♡ ❤
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