Sweet Journey
Milk chocolate Kisses White chocolate Hugs Peanut butter cups Hot cocoa in mugs Wrapped in foils Kept in festive tins The choice is yours Where your Sweet journey Begins
Tag: Whimsical
Satellite
I wished upon a star One night But the star Was really a satellite Yet, still, I wished With all my might Upon that circling Satellite That it would beam Peace and love Upon the Earth From up above Orbiting, spinning Lost in space Dizzy from wishes We, humans, chase From Earth to satellite And… Read More Satellite
November’s Path
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
Autumn Eyes
It was as if the sun Reached down With her glorious rays And blessed them all This October day Transforming the trees With a golden glow A magical glimmer Together they shimmer For all who have Autumn eyes To see
The Season of Gathering
The season of gathering Has begun Squirrels collect acorns One by one Leaves drift Alone to the ground One by one Until they are found Coyotes howl From separate hills One by One They grow quiet and still As thoughts swirl In our busy heads One by one We dream instead Of all that we’ll… Read More The Season of Gathering
The Soul of Autumn
In the soul of autumn Not all is what it seems The wind becomes whispers Reality morphs into dreams Leaves reveal their true colors Oh, what a sight to see! If for but a moment Until the trees set them free Free to float with the whispers To another time, another place A place where… Read More The Soul of Autumn
Dear October
At your beginning, October, You’re subtle and nice Giving us apple pies And pumpkin spice Colorful leaves adrift On autumn dreams By your end, though, October You’re a scream You’re not as innocent As once you seemed You’re shadows and spiders Fog and moonlight Will you trick or treat us On Halloween night?
Dancing in the Rain
There’s a song to be heard In the falling rain It plays on repeat Again and again Boldly, it begs, “Now is your chance, Put on your boots, Join me and dance!”
In Harmony
She wears a flower Behind her ear So, a song of summer She will hear As she gathers leaves Born of autumn She holds on tightly So they’re not forgotten When a snowflake falls To tickle her nose When the blooms of spring Rise from below These days, too, Will come and go She wears… Read More In Harmony
KNOCKING
September is knocking Knocking on August’s door September is knocking And will not be ignored But will August answer Or will she say, “No. September, you’re early, Away, September, go!”
Jessica M. Collette 
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