It can be hard This life we’re living With each breath in With each breath out Releasing worry Fear and doubt Balancing On stumbling feet One step closer To our last heartbeat One step closer to Epiphany With each breath in With each breath out Life and all its intricate parts Truly is what we… Read More Epiphany
To choose to live To the beat of a thankful heart Is something to strive for But where do we start? We start with being grateful In all that we do We remember our journey Places and faces we knew We reflect on where we’ve been We rest on where we are We rejoice in… Read More To the Beat of a Thankful Heart
There are angels among us If you’ll take the time to see Just how truly special A rescue dog can be With endless love to give Every day of the year “I’d love to take you home,” Is what they long to hear Though we say we rescue them Is that entirely true? Many times… Read More Angels Among Us
Fractured flower petals Gather ‘round the vase To lay on the table In their final resting place Though their perfume’s faded Of their scent, she’s still aware It’s a gift she’s been given Of a moment once shared Still, she dares not touch Lest her fingers feel them go Bit by bit Until nothing’s left… Read More Final Resting Place
November finds us Right where we are With time to spare Though we’ve come so far
Imagine if the autumn leaves Became money to spend Their falling from trees We’d never want it to end Folks would show up With a rake and a smile Looking to cash in They’d travel for miles To fill their buckets To tote their sacks They’d make many trips To the leaf bank and back… Read More Autumn’s Next Payday
The air, crisp and cool We see our breath rise We carve pumpkins To have mouths and eyes A scary movie plays On the TV inside Under our beds The spooky things hide A chill down our skin From head to toe Is warmed by cinnamon From a candle’s glow The candy dish, once full… Read More Halloween Night
What’s underneath The blanket of leaves You may get a glimpse When the autumn breeze Swiftly blows Brushing some aside Revealing hidden places Where the critters hide In beds freshly made Of moss, nuts, and seeds The first for warmth The second two for feed The critters gather Arrange and prepare A winter resting place… Read More Beneath the Leaves
They fell like the rain Steadily tapping on the roof Racing down the gutters Puddling on the earth Dirt became mud Heavy, sticky, and thick Building slowly It poured down quick They fell like the rain The tears on her cheeks Slowly absorbed By the pillow beneath One last tear Warm, soft, and thick Building… Read More She No Longer Wept
The blackbirds landed One, two, three Hoping they soon Would eat for free With the colored corn They stuffed their beaks When the cobs were bare They began to seek Their dark eyes shifted Up, down, side For morsels of food Where might they hide? A telling squawk Called the flock To the largest bird… Read More The Blackbirds
Jessica M. Collette 
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