Pregnant Skies Heavy with Moisture
and Thick with Anticipation.
Warm air in the late Fall
Kisses my spirit and
Reminds me that
Warmth is a blessing to
my Soul
Head back, watching the clouds race by -
the smell of fallen leaves and moist earth
Sweet and juicy,
Like pumpkin spice and buttered gingerbread.
Darker thoughts recede
and stress dissipates -
Barking dogs
Remind me that all is not content,
But, simply held at bay
for now.
11/15
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