My huband and I attended the World of Poetry Convention in New York, 1996. I received a plaque from the International Society of Poets as a lifetime member. In 1964 I was featured in the local newspaper as first person. These poems are an expression of my life, as I have lived and have seen it during the past thirty-eight years. Autumn I walk through a leafy archway Which leads to a country lane, With trees of many colors All untouched by the rain.
Colors telling of their past Now lie upon the ground.
I saw the snowflakes falling Softly in the land. It was an awesome beauty Touched only by His hand. I saw the snowflakes falling Their white enriched the earth. All inspired by His birth. I wish I had wings that I could hover And fly over the world to observe.