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Me and My Jeans

Saturday mornings I love opened the screen door to spy on the sky no clouds wiping sleep from my eyes. Breathing in the fall air filling up on the crispness a day for a walk and time to unwind to take in the fall muse and just to be loose. Throwing on my favorite jeans they hug but not to much they just feel worn and comfortable to touch. Tossing my brown long hair in the sweeping of my brush quieting the hush to an anxious spirit. One that is ready to explore. Pulling on a sweater for the coolness of morning air and slipping into my old loafers ready to see what is in store. I open the door and eye the sidewalk. My spirit inside begins to talk decisions on where to go this new Saturday. With no stain on the walkway what a day no rain in the forecast just a beautiful fall morning. In my blue jeans and my loafers I head down the sidewalk taking in the day it is a lazy and peaceful one and tranquility is on the way. My favorite day and time is Saturdays alone when I can refresh and move in the moments at hand, Missing My Fall Saturdays here inside and snow on sidewalk. :)

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Date: 1/19/2012 1:28:00 PM
Wishing you would grace us with some new poetry soon. You are missed Peggy. Love, Carol
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