

Fall always reminds me of this poem, for some reason:
"Spring and Fall to a young child" by Gerard Manley Hopkins
M�RGAR�T, �re you gr�eving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Le�ves, l�ke the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
�h! �s the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you w�ll weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
S�rrow's spr�ngs �re the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It �s the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.
Actually, I don't think I resized them. I think that's just how they ended up when I emailed them from my phone to my gmail.
I like the rhyme scheme. It is very sing songy. I also like the use of accents to give more emphasis to certain sounds. I'm not sure if that is common or not in English poetry, but it is really fun. BTW, I haven't forgotten about your last e mail.
Those pics are so small. Did you resize them to 400x300 pixels?