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A slowing down, an easeful rest,The cycle’s bounty at its best.A turning in, a grateful sigh…I never find myself asking whyas nature enters its sleepI feel lovely, dark and deep.A slumber that is just due.Again; return, recycle, renew.November, November…feels just as I remember.And I am grateful for it all,the lively rise and sleepy fall. Continue reading November
Fred was always stuck on the ground And what he searched for couldn’t be found. So he began to climb, not knowing where he’d go And before long, he had a grand view of below. The houses looked tiny! His problems felt small, When faced with the potential of a life-ending fall. A change in perspective was what he desperately needed, “But things aren’t much … Continue reading The View From Up There
There really is no place like home And no real place I’d rather roam To be alone, or be with you, To close my eyes for just a few. I’ll shower off the sleepy dust, But only if you feel I must To shake the cobwebs from my brain To keep the days on a good refrain. With everything and nothing to do, What was … Continue reading No Place Like Home
Honey & May 