follow url I have always maintained that fall/autumn is a great season and a great muse,it managed to inspire even my eight year old son who wrote the following poem last year(personally,I love it)…
like the bottom of my heart
means my heart’s breaking
ikili opsiyon uzman tv Wind’s blowing
means my heart’s loving
means my heart’s pumping
source url Gale’s hitting
means my heart’s sad
means my heart’s upset
This is autumn for me
click This is actually a song Abbu(my nine year old boy) wrote and composed last year,I shared this on my Blogger blog last year itself,wanted to have it here on this blog too.The artwork is also my son’s work and the poem too is written in his handwriting,I’ve helped him with the words only in one place where I asked him to add ‘without you’ towards the end.He also has taught himself to strum a guitar(toy) to play the exact tune in which he sings,I find that awesome,I’ll upload a video someday,hopefully.
I showed him a beautiful poem by a friend of mine,Stormy Seas and he came up with this,said he was inspired to write about Autumn,hope you like..thank you.
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