Sunrise In a Puddle

November starts with howling wind and creaking branches
The surface of water in puddles, blowing like that of a lake
Although, the orange sunrise reflecting in it was beautiful
But then the peace was cut short abruptly and unexpectedly
By an alternator and transmission line breaking at once
The chaotic day ensued with neck pain from the stress
But as things settle like fall leaves landing on the ground,
I think back on a beautiful sunrise, waving in a puddle!

Heidi Sands

11/1/19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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November 1, 2019 at 11:59 AM
Sorry to hear about your auto mishap Heidi but happy you could think back to the beauty that you saw. : )
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November 1, 2019 at 12:18 PM
Thank you Chris. A wild day, just calming down a bit now. I appreciate your kind comment, my friend :)
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November 1, 2019 at 11:57 AM
Make the best of a bad situation, good one Heidi.
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November 1, 2019 at 12:18 PM
Thank you Phil. I was trying to make that point. I appreciate your comment :)
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