Transitions
As this autumn season ends
frigid air blankets the ground.
Each day is a bridge from chores and toil
back again to the dreams we woke from
and also forward to the new ones we'll make.
As this autumn season ends
frigid air blankets the ground.
Each day is a bridge from chores and toil
back again to the dreams we woke from
and also forward to the new ones we'll make.