Tag: Writing

Season’s Change

Today the birds are a little quieter I hear only one lonely quiet chirp Where just a few short weeks ago there was a loud chorus. Gone now are the speedways between our hummingbird feeder and our neighbors. The breeze is much too cool to sit for long without a sweater and the leaves now

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Watching the Leaves

Watching the leavesDance upon the treesI feel my heartReturn to meFluttering softlyUpon the breezeMy heart sings a songOf joy and peaceA love of lifeFilled with grace and beautyToo long buried and hiddenBy the noise of societyAll the fear and pain,They weigh so heavilyIn this broken worldWhere none can agreeOnce again I sit andWatch the leavesAs

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