how beautiful though Written by Ellen Grace Olinger Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin no longer gold how beautiful though to catch the snow in winter goldenrod cold at sunrise steam rises from Lake Michigan leaves turning red with new autumn sun Christmas cactus View original postLike this:Like Loading... 2 thoughts on “how beautiful though” I’m going to need to hear this again as Autumn leaves and Winter sets in. Wonderful poem. Thank you. I look forward to following and reading more. LikeLike Thank you LikeLiked by 1 person Comments are closed.