If one could bridge the distance with a word, <br />A journey would become a pilgrimage. <br />Elegant letters slant across the page. <br />My leaf has found a home upon your coat. <br /> <br />My kind critic, I think it is our fate <br />To meet in stanzas of my poetry. <br />Simile and metaphor must be our bond <br />Until autumn blows one of us away. <br /> <br />Our rare rapport is irreplacable. <br />Old moods glimmer on sills like fallen stars. <br />My little leaf says thank you every day. <br />It comforts me to know it traveled safe. <br /> <br />'With my compliments to Mukund Dave for <br />all his eloquent reviews'<br /><br />Sandra Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-friends-2/
