Sycamore Trees Sigh

Autumn Apples falling all around on warm sunny ground... 

the humming and sounds of buzzing Bumble Bees 

Breezes blow through colored Leaves speckled with 

Candy Corn kisses given under the boughs of trees... 

Two Sisters with their Moms eyes and Dads Smile 

pose under a Sycamore Tree where History is hidden 

for all to Believe and feel the Ambience of Freedom... 

A Poem posted from their father's Mother Patricia... 

Amen... 

Reviews

[shadrach hah]

Hi Patricia, I love the images that your gentle words paint on the canvas of the mind. One can see so easily your descriptions and one can hear the sycamores whisper on the breath of a sigh, seeing the grandchildren under the tree. Everything comes so clear as one does read down your wonderful lines. Family is all. A lovely moment captured in time. Have a wonderful Friday. Hugs always....Mike.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Mike… I love to hear Sycamore Trees Sigh.. sorry to be so long in Thanking you.. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

gotta love those grand kids, Pat! something always comforting and romantic about the sycamore trees isn't there ... thanks for sharing your captured moment ... but where is the pic with the tree??? ;)
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... about Seven AM here in Fredericksburg, Virginia. The sunrise is soft with a coral tint ... I have a photo on my Apple phone.. but do not know how to transfer it to my Apple Pro laptop computer (that I bought at Best Buy). Before the COVID, the Geeks at Best Buy would "copy" my photos from my Camera phone to my Apple Pro Computer... sed an older photo and then I could post them in my poems at WC. Now, it is still Risky for me to go in Stores like Best Buy. Wish I were more of an Expert like the "Geeks". I just used another photo already transferred. My Son and family lived in SLC, Utah. Now my son's wife has joined the Navy, and they are stationed in Norfolk, Virginia, and have free housing on the Navy Base, and the girls attend school there when possible. The Variant Delta has us on a "Merry Go Round" existence... eh? Thanks for reading my poem. I wish you would "Post" a new poem... one that would give us "faith, hope and charity". We live in tumultuous times... when everyone is in "Danger".
As the "Pennsylvania Dutch" would say: Too little... too late... when you have made a mistake". (at least a similar quote). Be blessed and well, my friend. tenderly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

your an hour later there in Virginia :) Covid continues to have little effect on me and the life I live; but I am fortunate .. I like most everyone, I am sure, am thoroughly sick and tired of the coverage it gets .. She's a Navy girl eh!? God bless her and her family .. may they stay safe, secure and enjoy the career, if she chooses it .. they look to be a beautiful family, Pat! I finally squeaked a poem out ... it's in me "Voice" so abstract and free verse ... people will see different things in it for sure ... I may take you up on the challenge of writing something full of faith, hope and charity .. thanks for throwing down the gauntlet

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... we will need Charity and faith and hope. There are a million new Immigrants in our Country at the "bidding" of our Government. It is time for Reflection... as we see the Innocent children and people.. mixed with "evil doers"... all the while not properly being tested and vaccinated. At the same time... "We the people and Citizens are required to be "mandated". Insanity is at its Peak... while we "Creak" our aged Bones and find our Brilliant Minds are working Over-time. God help those who help themselves... including the Immigrants who must "toil and work" as our Ancestors who passed by the Statue of Liberty (with Papers and Plans to Survive. Amen... tenderly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

the border is a mess .. the present Administration does not care ... the way it was being handled worked and President Biden, vindictively erased all that positive work done to control who and who does not enter our Country .. i already started to write on Faith Hope and Charity .. three haiku is what i am aiming for. ;)

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I'm reminded of a strong cider scent of an apple orchard on a scenic drive before San Jose while heading to the bay area. I once stopped by the side of the road to walk along the apple trees. Your beautiful poem so reminds me of that day. Thank you Pat for sharing this lovely poem with us.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Carlos... in 1958-1959, I went to a Boarding School (College) affiliated with my Religion at the Time (located 50 miles North of San Francisco). I studied Pre-nursing that Year, and then returned to my family home in Maryland on the East Coast. I know the Beauty of the West Coast, and visited friends in Glendale, California, during Holiday, and attended the Rose Bowl Parade... I also went Snow-skiing at Squaw Valley with my Classmates once.. high on a Mountain up North at Squaw Valley.. closer to the State of Washington. Love your "Review" of walking in an Apple Orchard. There is a Scent of Apple Cider (a Drink I love at this time of Year). Be blessed and Safe. gently, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Carlos... not certain if the rest of my reply thank you is lost... so I will say that I have lived an entire school year on the West Coast and can appreciate the Beau

[Patricia Wedel]

I can appreciate the Beauty of the Ocean and climates as they change Seasons. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

'Breezes blow through colored Leaves speckled with - Candy Corn kisses given under the boughs of trees..'

A touch of family history and delightful words, Pat...many thanks for sharing.
Hope things are smiling in your world. Smiles, hope and love make the heart tingle! (Pat and Roger)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest EmmaJoy... how lovely that words can fly like Birds across the Sky around the Earth.. Perhaps a New Age of Jupiter and Mars where we will find Kindred Spirits Near and Far... much like Stars that mingle with a melodious tingle of Goodwill and Prayers.
tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

If we have nothing else in life, Pat, we can share our dreams but smile at their mischievous games! The cosmos has much to answer form especially when one borrows a star then wishes for snow in summer! (Pat and Roger) Keep safe, my lovelies.