While walking in the woods one day,
I came upon a fallen tree.
It was across the flow of a stream,
Making a bridge for me.
Then I thought that this was true,
When one door closes, another opens for you.
We needn’t lament the end of a thing;
That change will soon be come.
An end is just a new beginning, and
Change will follow the sun.
Life moves on; the seasons change,
Time will not stand still.
The world turns as it must,
But not as we will
“Fallen Tree”
a Sonnet
by
Jerry E Smith
©8/27/15
Original image, taken with a VLUU L200/Samsung L200
As you can see I wrote this in 2015, I had forgotten about it.
It came up in my memories today, and I reworked it with an original image.
I am posting it here, now, because the Hive recently lost and tragically so. Her sister
wrote and it was shared here in the memorial forest.
Also, my friend lost her cat Midnight.
So for all that have lost someone, this is meant to be of some comfort.
