The Autumn Outside–The Autumn In Me

I can still look out the window and on most days see the golden rays of sun streaming across the grass, the sky is a cobalt blue and some of the flowers still bloom in my garden;  The scene is very misleading and yet I wonder how it can be Autumn–nothing much looks as if [...]

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Facing a Reality

Her beacon shines bright toward heaven and as she waits quietly and serenely, I will support her appetency. In so doing, a few weeks, ago I wrote a poem embracing the idea of her departure.

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