When Fall Comes to New England: Cheryl Wheeler
This is the song I play every first day of autumn. The words touch me, and I get a catch in my throat.
This is the song I play every first day of autumn. The words touch me, and I get a catch in my throat.
September 24, 2019 at 10:37 am
Catch in your throat ? Allergies ?
September 24, 2019 at 11:40 am
Ha!! This song is New England in the fall. Her imagery is perfect. “And leaves are Irish Setter red.” and, “And the wind blows off the sea,
Swallows fly in a perfect sky And the world was meant to be. ” That is so beautiful.
Allergies! Hmmp!!