A Moment of My Own
I turn around, And I find a mundanity, That’ll never happen again, As rare as any. A sparse shower of October leaves, Sweating in the…
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I turn around, And I find a mundanity, That’ll never happen again, As rare as any. A sparse shower of October leaves, Sweating in the…
Autumn’s peaceful hue, a season of rest, A time for nature’s slumber; the earth is blessed. The trees, they stand tall, their leaves of gold,…
Autumn love, a season of gold A time of change as stories unfold The leaves turn red; the winds do howl As love blooms, like…
Solitude governsA day made for contemplation,Made gloomy byThe first overhanging cloudsTo mark the changeWrought by leaving AugustBehind, in the chronologicalDistance… An agitation, born of solitudeGovernsA…
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