Thoughts by Jacqueline Bouvier (Kennedy) in 1943
I love the Autumn,
And yet I cannot say
All the thoughts and things
That make one feel this way.
I love walking on the angry shore,
To watch the angry sea;
Where summer people were before,
But now there's only me.
I love wood fires at night
That have a ruddy glow
I stare at the flames
And think of long ago.
I love the feeling down inside me
That says to run away
To come and be a gypsy
And laugh the gypsy way.
The tangy taste of apples,
The snowy mist at morn,
The wanderlust inside you
When you hear the huntsman's horn.
Nostalgia-that's the Autumn,
Dreaming through September
Just a million lovely things
I always will remember.
To me, this sounds a bit melancholy. "I always will remember." Through different seasons of my life I have said "pay attention" for this will be a memory some day. Each adventure I have taken, a memory now resides.
In these dark times, the memories, noticing small things of beauty, will get me by.
Yes, I am sad today. Sad for my country, sad to let those things of beauty go. But hope comes in the morning and I must still have hope and notice what I notice of beauty and delight.
Sending love,
Marilyn
4 comments:
I loved Jacqueline's thoughts on autumn. I had never heard or seen that. Thanks for sharing. And yes Marilyn, I too am sad today. Susan
It's a lovely poem, and yes, a bit melancholy. I wonder if she felt the same about autumn 20 years later and beyond. I think many of us are very sad indeed. And a bit at sea.
I did not realize that she wrote poetry. Thanks for sharing that was very beautiful.
So good of you to still have hope, Marilyn, and to notice the things of beauty and delight. I loved the fourth verse from this poem, as I'm a bit of a gypsy myself. ; ) Keep spreading your joy and light, Marilyn. The world does need to hear your special words.
~Sheri
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