Jueseppi B.:

I’m in my sunset years and I identify with this poem. Thank U Mr. David.

Originally posted on Thoughts from the Outdoors:



This reminds me of my parents.  It looks like a place they would like.

I love them very much…..


The sunset years…

Full of scarlets and golds…

Slowly falling and descending…

Twirling lazily in the breeze, and

Destined for the ground…

But thankfully delayed…

By a well placed cypress bench…

In the middle of an oak field…

One lovely…


Fall day…


David L. Whitman 11/19/2012 sitting sadly….

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