By Chance or Appointment - 18. Autumn's Sonnet

Beautiful description of autumn 

A wonderful sonnet to love in the Autumn of life.  It stirred my emotions and made my heart warm.

 I can see hummingbirds flit and bees bumble. 

2 hours ago, chris191070 said:

Beautiful description of autumn 

Thank you. There's nothing quite like the last butterflies appearing under a crystal blue sky, except perhaps sharing the experience with someone.

The last real Autumn I had is when I was a little kid going up in Massachusetts.Here in San Diego the season's never really change except maybe a little hotter in the summertime.But what I do remember of Autumn you captured real well

No settled favorite would you ever choose

until my creeper’s trumpet called you in;

now solely in my twining arms you cruise,

so garlanded, our equal tributes win.

In like dependence let our love be told

till autumn’s frost shall turn us grey and cold.

What a beautiful description of finding that relationship where "like dependence" allows both to grow independently yet nurtured by the love generated by the interdependence which hopefully lasts until we are old and grey!  Wow!

Just now, pvtguy said:

No settled favorite would you ever choose

until my creeper’s trumpet called you in;

now solely in my twining arms you cruise,

so garlanded, our equal tributes win.

In like dependence let our love be told

till autumn’s frost shall turn us grey and cold.

What a beautiful description of finding that relationship where "like dependence" allows both to grow independently yet nurtured by the love generated by the interdependence which hopefully lasts until we are old and grey!  Wow!

You’re very kind; that ideal of mutual and equal, interdependent love is exactly what was aiming for. This rich green and gold time, though short, is a gift to be enjoyed while the moment remains to us. Thanks so much for reading and for your comment. 

2 hours ago, weinerdog said:

The last real Autumn I had is when I was a little kid going up in Massachusetts.Here in San Diego the season's never really change except maybe a little hotter in the summertime.But what I do remember of Autumn you captured real well

Thank you. That the season left its imprint on you from long ago makes me smile, as do the autumn butterflies still flitting amongst the flowers in the garden.