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First Common Cold

A swathed October, With freckled bundle of leaves In a child's fingers— How warmth is supposed to be, The ground for a bassinet.

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Bill Baker

Date: 10/6/2023 9:48:00 PM

In so few words you've told the story of October and Autumn, Paige. Well written, my friend. Have a great weekend, my friend! Bill

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 10/6/2023 4:45:00 PM

Each line has us pondering…

Silent One

Date: 10/6/2023 11:59:00 AM

school kids are very good at spreading a cold and giving it to their parents... lol..

Hiya Sharma

Date: 10/6/2023 6:34:00 AM

Oh this is quite a profound write, made me feel so much! The October thoughts for me are really in sync with your words here.. It can also be perceived in a way when melancholic or nostalgic emotions of coldness surround our aura and we yearn for warmth to embrace our hearts.. A beautiful write definitely, loved reading this!

Ink Empress

Date: 10/6/2023 12:08:00 AM

I love how uved used that word freckled! Clever! And also how uve written ur thoughts on october, and ur title goes so well with what uve described here as finding warmth as coldness creeps in. And common cold! Is a clever thing to say, made me think of how we also catch cold during autumn. Uve nailed it beautiful soul! Keep shining