Dead Sunflowers on the way to Assisi.

I

think that

l have never

seen a sadder

sight then glorious

Sunflowers,died,turned to

Green. All standing in a row

With blackened faces just like poor

Souls lost without a place to go.

we

Passed them yesterday as to Asissi

We

Did go.

The rain like

Angels tears did

Flow. The wind was harsh

But it could not stop us.

Sadly cross words, we’d a

Few. Really that was nothing new.

By the time we reached Asissi our

Skies had turned blue, harsh words driven through.

My talented fried Dale wrote a beautiful double Etheree for Crispina’s CCC challenge. Dale very generously said that I had introduced her to the Etheree, well she has nailed it. Even starting with Dead and ending with life.

The poem was about dead Sunflowers and beautifully and skillfully done it is. Do visit Dales link. I have included it above.

The Etheree reminded me of a poem I had written on the same subject some years back. So I dug out the old poem and revamped it into a mirror Etheree.

Thank you Dale, you reminded me of a holiday in Italy 💜