I am thankful for autumn mornings,
For smoky skies grey with ashen gloom,
For steaming tea and fleecy blankets,
For open windows and falling rain,
For breakfast in bed and weekends in the mountains,
For quiet reading time and gentle music,
For movie marathons and apple cider on the stove,
I am thankful for the pleasures of fall.
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Poems from the Right Brain
PoetrySome silly, some not. Some lighthearted, some littered with thought. Some passionate, some numb. Some so clever, some outright dumb. Some more cautious, some bursting with tears. Some revealing memories, some unveiling my fears. So here's my heart...
