I enjoy the chill,

Leaves crumple, accepting their end at this moment

Bare –

Naked, I am exposed.

When everything begins to fade, stillness remains;

Freckled flakes quiet all the towns,

For I am silent, but I am loud.

Assemble within boxes of all shapes

Holding Magic and Memory of years past and those to last –

Warmth is my favorite color,

Sweets are my favorite taste,

Laughter is my favorite song.

I welcome the year’s peaks and quarries,

I accept what is out of my hands,

I realize I am Blessed,

I love being quarantined by divine weather

Because it compels me to reflect;

I am the end and the beginning –


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