If a penny, you one day see It is a gift to you from me A small token of my pure love Sent to Earth from above If it’s not shiny, clean, or new Its intention is tried and true It’s a simple sign that I am near To bring a smile and dry your… Read More Lucky Pennies
The newly fallen snow Had stories to tell Much had happened Since first, it fell It kept no secrets Neither did the moon What happened at night Would be revealed soon Under the glisten Of celestial light The rabbits hopped The owls took flight The mice scurried Down under the snow A chase from the… Read More Written Upon the Newly Fallen Snow
What’s your favorite color What does it mean to you Red, orange, yellow A shade of green or blue Can you pick just one Or is it a mix of two That creates the perfect shade The perfect hue for you
His red coat is tattered His boot soles have holes He isn’t feeling very merry He’s coming down with a cold He’s getting on in years He’s 1,752, to be exact He’s weathered and worn His sleigh is packed His night is overbooked His reindeer are fussy He hasn’t checked his list His sinuses are… Read More He’s Santa Claus
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
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 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
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 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
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
Jessica M. Collette 
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