Last week’s blazing tree
has dropped its red robes, leaving
skeleton branches.
Autumn sun warms me
even as gusty winds chill me.
Fall is ironic.
The cacophony
as she unloads kitchen drawers
creating chaos.
Contemplating the things that matter when I step out of the dark
Last week’s blazing tree
has dropped its red robes, leaving
skeleton branches.
Autumn sun warms me
even as gusty winds chill me.
Fall is ironic.
The cacophony
as she unloads kitchen drawers
creating chaos.