tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post2558809623833232305..comments2023-04-10T03:33:40.803-04:00Comments on Appalachian Lifestyles: An Alternate ViewMatthew Burnshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02625103538582649633noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post-84727519877930743582008-09-17T10:31:00.000-04:002008-09-17T10:31:00.000-04:00The seasons do so resemble the stages of our lives...The seasons do so resemble the stages of our lives. Loved the poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8234215772753915781.post-37097382858956538722008-09-15T17:57:00.000-04:002008-09-15T17:57:00.000-04:00That's very deep. I've never thought of Autumn in ...That's very deep. I've never thought of Autumn in that way. It is still my favorite time of the year. Perhaps it is, as your poem points out, a signal of death; but maybe it shows that there is beauty in all things -- even death.Shirley Stewart Burns, Ph.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/05232084428505396630noreply@blogger.com