'Autumn Lane' by Thomas Kinkade
Fool's Gold We cherish Autumn days when Summer goes... her landscapes of bright colors do amaze. Just like a painting, brilliant hues foreclose the thoughts of Winter gloom post Autumn blaze. Deep rusty red, orange, but mostly gold stretch wide for miles along the country lanes; 'neath deep blue sky and sunny rays, they hold the joy of life we hope and pray remains. Leaves gently fall and coat the waiting ground to warm the earth with their bright colored shawl; and happily, we grasp these days renowned to keep us joyful before Winter pall. But as all things in life follow a scheme, a dimmer time will shade a golden one; this season, in the end, does lose its gleam... fool's gold of Fall turns dull 'neath Winter sun. Sandra M. Haight ~1st Place~ Contest: Autumn Colors Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron Judged: 01/09/2018
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