Daily Prompt: Autumn Leaves

Changing colors,dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth–or with dread?

Colorful leaves, pumpkin pies, spice lattes, reminds me of Fall and then the dreaded winter.

Winter for me spoils the fun of Fall, it’s visit gives me images of snow, short days, howling winds and blizzard. It feels like I haven’t recuperated from the chilly winters, icy driveways and streets of last winter and it’s back again, a time of the year which brings memories of the difficult time we had clearing our driveways and soon after blocked by the plow to clear the streets and sidewalks.

I’m afraid Fall does not please me, it evokes the memory of winter! 😦

………………………………………………..:(

 

Tagore song: amar bhanga pauther posted and translated by Ranu

Whose  footprints are  imprinted

On my  dusty red  path.

The petals of her garland,

are scattered  on the path,

I know they   belong to her.

She came quietly

informed me after she left.

Alas! who else can

make me weep except her.

Whose footprints do I see

on my broken  dusty red path?

She came in early dawn,

That day, Spring  came down to earth

in her colorful attire.

The path was strewn with flowers

I waited inside  all day for some news

There was none.

Today I will go out

on the same  dusty red path,

with my torn life!

: https://sabethville.wordpress.com/2014/12/26/tagore-song-am…slated-by-ranu/