
Cool breezes & hot cider…
Pumpkin pies & cozy fires,
Fresh, picked apples, filling baskets…
Warmed toes under thick blankets
Fallen leaves crumpling under our feet…
Children going trick-or-treat
Fall, welcome…
Welcome, fall ©JLH
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Cool breezes & hot cider…
Pumpkin pies & cozy fires,
Fresh, picked apples, filling baskets…
Warmed toes under thick blankets
Fallen leaves crumpling under our feet…
Children going trick-or-treat
Fall, welcome…
Welcome, fall ©JLH
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Be cleansed by the rains of refreshing,
Bringing forth re-birth
Washing away the drought of the harsh winter winds…
It is the season when hearts are re-stirred,
And life begins….again ©JLH
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What do you see?
When life gets so tough…
To the point that you’ve had enough,
Do you see someone worthless, without a dream?
Do you see yourselves as hopeless beings?
I love beautiful things. The flowers & trees, birds singing in the breeze.
I can really get caught up in the vastness of nature & all its splendor…when I take the time to just sit & wonder.
Life can sometimes get so busy & crazy, it can be rather difficult to slow down & just be lazy.
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Sometimes, I feel as if my imperfections dominate my entire being. Questioning every decision, every action. (Sigh) It can be quite exhausting. I also, often get weary with the taunting of waiting. Waiting for change, waiting for the sun to shine, for the silver lining to make sense of it all. So, I decided to share this poem in case others can relate.
Cracked & flawed am I, not by any means perfect
I fall & stumble…I ache when wounded.
I bellow out my worrisome woes,
My hurts, disappointments & fears…
The numerous sleepless nights, drowned in a pillow of tears
How long, how long I plea…
Must I endure the stress & strain of my agony
Like a bird with tattered wings I fly,
Lost in the sea of clouds that have overtaken the sky
Longing for the peace & rest that has gone askew…
The solace, strength & safety, that I once knew
Like shattered glass, I’m broken, jagged, distressed…
Surrounded by fractals & fragments of mess
Is there any hope? Am I a lost cause?
During this time of questioning & ranting, I was reminded of the truth…