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The Autumn Affect

There's something unspecific about the autumn nights A certain shade of color that uplifts my inner child's eyes Beside a cashmere moon Venus and Jupiter shine bright Complimented by a sea of blinking infinite twilight The scent of burning oak lingers in the air from home made fires Reminiscent of a time when this man was just a child Careless and so free to dream and any dream to live Like feathers floating across a field carried by the wind As a gentle breeze blows through the leaves shivering delightful gloom Unlike flowers of springtime the disheveled autumn vibrance bloom Leaves crackle beneath my feet along the skeleton tree path Where I try to find my peace or a song to make me laugh The air is so much crisper and also soothing when I breathe it in Underneath a starry sky and brighter constellations of Heaven Amidst the trail I pass a lovely couple holding hands While their children run aside frolicking in a playful dance An old man and his wife admire the view from a wooden bench With smiles on their face as if nostalgia is still their closest friend Its these specific autumn affects that bring me sorrows and joy Reminding me of all theses things Ive wanted as a man since I was a little boy Its times like these that I wish I wasn't always so alone Because I would light an fire with my family and call it home

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 10/8/2013 8:42:00 PM
such a sweet write......... enjoyed :) LOVE ~SKAT~
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Date: 10/8/2013 1:06:00 AM
I like the fire you wish to light Jesse, from the heart. The scenery is beautiful with the best autumn touching affect. thank you for the epic vibrant bloom feel...I'll be back tomorrow to enjoy other titles I checked out moments ago... always, Linda
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Date: 10/7/2013 10:44:00 PM
HI Jesse, Nice write my friend.. Ken
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