Prosperity

Many a leaf floats softly down,

a blaze of gold upon the ground

comes treasure from a grieving tree.

And like our loved ones when they're gone,

in precious thought they still live on

and that means all the world to me.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this reminds me of Vermont as well....that pic of my mom...the beauty of fall, her beauty...and then the impending winter to come...so cold and lonely without her....i enjoyed the prosperity of having my folks for so long....having those summers and falls in Vermont...i was quite lucky.

j.

[Chris Shaw]

Now this one was in my garden Jacob, though I am so pleased that it still reminded you of Vermont and your very beautiful mum. Gold leaves here Jacob, no magnificent reds though. Prosperity, yes, I think the same. Lucky to have wonderful memories of family to reflect upon. Thank you.

Chris

[Neville]

I would like to think there is more truth to these words than the smile it gifts me and mere skilful poetic licence .. for it is indeed quite lovely and contains not just golden observations, but is comprised of a simple philosophy that I have long subscribed to .. and at the end of a long day, a keeper .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Neville for a lovely review and for giving this old poem an airing. I had forgotten it, so was pleased to become acquainted again. Have a great Friday and a super weekend.

Chris

[T.S. Ulmus]

The love for a fallen leaf, perhaps that's something only a poet can know. Certainly it would take one to express such a thought. Though I always imagined the trees sighing at the loss of their leaves.

[Chris Shaw]

Your thoughtful review and visit are really appreciated. Thank you.

Chris
read moreYour thoughtful review and visit are really appreciated. Thank you.

Chris

[Lorry]

Well, i must have been on a top secret spying mission (in bed) when you wrote this Chris, as it seems i am late to the party. (that bloody postman always seems to lose my invites) 😀
But glad i found this little gem, just laying there like a leaf on the ground, waiting for the sun to glint it into being noticed.
Life does have a way of connecting our emotions with the most implausible of sights, like a lone leaf, or a chill, running through our database and bringing to mind loved ones, from the simplest things complexity builds.
A little gem here amongst the many.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Lorry for your lovely review. Pleased you made the party. Doesn't matter that you are late. Means the hostess can give you more attention. Always pleased to get a visit from you.

Chris

[Dave Brown]

I keep looking for a newie here but no luck yet
Just wanted to thank you 4 all the visits over the year and hope you and yours all have a happy holiday season
Merry Christmas

[Chris Shaw]

Merry Christmas Dave to you and yours. Yes, I am afraid the poetry has been on the back burner for the last few weeks. Hope to resume normal service soon. Always good to see you on my page. All good wishes.

Chris

[Robert Trakofler]

I imagine you have a glorious and well preserved leaf collection my dear Christine I always say the true measure of person is how many hearts you have touched and touched yours... that is the true currency that one will be asked to pay when the time comes to meet the divine and me thinks in that realm you are wealthy... Merry Christmas:)

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Bunny, you say the nicest things. Thank you for this lovely review. Hope you are having a wonderful Christmas my friend. With every good wish.

Chris

[DIVYA]

Beautifully written Chris. The way you connect fallen leaves to loved ones gone by is just awesome...

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much DIVYA. Merry Christmas to you and your dear ones. Always good to see you on my page.

Chris

[DIVYA]

Always a pleasure to be here...
Merry Christmas to you and yours too, dear Chris...And a blessed New Year too.

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

The rhyme and beauty
in this piece how sweet lovely
and alittle Melancholic,

But so beautiful as our
loved ones live in our hearts...

And in everything we do
we carry them with us always.

They live in our memories
laughter our traditions,

In our family traits and looks
and habits passed down to
us.

So we see them in the
mirror even though we're
ourselves they're with us
always.


Many a leaf floats softly down,
a blaze of gold upon the ground
comes treasure from a grieving tree.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Benita, thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on my page. Always good to get a visit from you. Have a wonderful Christmas.

Chris

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

Thank you merry Christmas ❄ 🎉
to you and your family from my family

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you my friend.

[Terpsichore]

This a very healing poem, shows how important loved ones are and that our legacy lives on.

T

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for leaving such a thoughtful review. Most appreciated. All good wishes to you and yours for the holiday season.

Chris

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, we have our memories and especially this time of year they are precious. How beautifully you have expressed your longing for lost loved ones, Chris. Lydi**

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Lydi**. Thank you for your lovely review. Hope all is well. Sending you good wishes from across the pond.

Chris

[Fay Slimm]

So very true and touchingly penned these engaging lines Chris -- Such a perceptive comparison with fall of gold leaves - - thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks for your visit Fay and your encouraging review. Most appreciated. All good wishes.

Chris