Where I Belong
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Written on August 18, 2024
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Pumpkins, cornstalks, apples galore
Crisp leaves falling at the back door
Gentle twilight, breathless with song
Fall’s the season where I belong
Crimson maples and golden oaks
Quiet rhythms from God’s soft brushstrokes
Seasonal bliss comes on so strong
Fall’s the season where I belong
Honey sun climbs through cobalt skies
Faint wind speaks to the old and wise
Dew trickles weep for all that’s wrong
Fall’s the season where I belong
Mums in rust, auburn and ginger
Dusk’s moans couldn’t shock or injure
Blessings I’d like to prolong
Fall’s the season where I belong
Glistening stars in murky bliss
Shadows fade o’er October’s kiss
Splendor I’ll sing all my lifelong
Fall’s the season where I belong
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2024
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