Rainbow
by William Wordsworth
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
People are still talking about the big weather excitement and the unusual lightening storm. Anyway, we're back to calm Monday mood weather, with showers and cooler temperatures for the week. The garden is suddenly dank and wet. How does autumn feel to you? For me, it has a personality all its own, and with the winding down of nature comes a sweet sort of melancholy and reflection.
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