Autumn – The Seasons of Our Lives
When the morning sun kisses the leaves just so, the whole valley is set ablaze… so love, love this time of year!
Through the hills and valleys of life, I am grateful for the many angels who have come into my life, just at the right place and time, to help carry me through. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime, as everything does happen for a reason, and I am forever in awe of this universe.
A friend sent a link to Lucille Starr’s The French Song in response to this image. I find the lyrics so fitting:
Quand le soleil dit bonjour aux montagnes
Et que la nuit rencontre le jour
Je suis seule avec mes rêves sur la montagne
Une voix me rappelle toujours
Écoute à ma porte, les chansons du vent
M’rapelle les souvenirs de toi Quand le soleil dit bonjour aux montagnes
Je suis seule, je ne veux penser qu’a toi
Now when the sun says good-day to the mountains
And the night says hello to the dawn
I’m alone with my dreams on the hilltop
I can still hear his voice though he’s gone
I hear from my door the love songs through the wind
It brings back sweet memories of you
Quand le soleil dit bonjour aux montagnes
Je suis seule, je ne veux penser qu’a toi