and post notes and photos about your poem like Daniel Turner.
The inspiration for this poem came from my morning cup of coffee on my front porch. Today was our first cool morning here (around 50 degrees F) It brought back memories of my youth, when my dad, my brother and I used to get up early on Saturday mornings in the fall and go hunting. Obviously they are deceased now, that is why the poem says I'm walking back alone. "It's" refers to the morning's, in the first sentence.Those memories used to make me sad but now they bring a smile, as they were the happy times. I hope you enjoy it:)