I recently discovered Ese’s weekly challenge entitled ‘shoot and quote’. The idea of taking the prompt she provides and finding a quote containing that word or a quote relating to the prompt plus finding a suitable photo to illustrate it really appealed to me. This is my first attempt at this challenge.
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
when yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see’st the twilight of such day
as after sunset fadeth in the west;
which by and by black night doth take away.
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.