A seasonal, personal poem.
Another acrostic, with a…light theme. 😛
Just another reflection I made.
A moody bit of poetry for today, very Sunday in November.
More musing on the good bits about fall, now that we’re in the worst of it, ha ha.
The small miracles you cherish, this time of year…
A reminder of the cyclical nature of nature and life, that autumn is but a long sleep before rebirth.