Written on September 29, 2025
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Wind sighs gently, breathing her smile through the leaves Whispers of light flow with each word, so I’m blessed Praising and praying with kind hearts love believes Oaks, elms and maples writing memoirs I’ve guessed Autumn has a grace that can’t be written gone It is with my last breath, I’ll sing her love song Though I love her ways, I sometimes kneel to pray For those who cannot see past the forest’s gray Wind weeps as the snowdrifts climb higher, wilder Ice paths cross through the darkness of this season Seems I’m grouchy, hope winter will be milder Hate this weather, who feels lost, without reason Living through winter, one of life’s greatest feats As the sun swallows up the darkness she cheats Leaving shy flakes surrounding me with night’s grief I pray through the silence, met by one lone leaf
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