Cold rain heralded
her return. Killing frost trails
her, biding his time.
Autumn entourage
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Cold rain heralded
her return. Killing frost trails
her, biding his time.
Cold rain heralded
her return. Killing frost trails
her, biding his time.
Contentment is the
sound of a dog on a couch,
snoring with gusto
Opportunity
is knocking. Finally, I
will open the door.
Today we act as
if nothing happened. Over
night a cold front passed.
My new business cards,
bearing my new title, all
printed with typos.
To possess few things,
humble in beauty and worth.
Such simplicity.