Pretty pea pod prime
Tender green leaves and tendrils
Climb up to sunshine

The air is crisp with autumn promise,
fills the senses with the smoky scent
of a fired-up wood burning stove.
A woodland fairy dances past us
carrying colorful leaves of yellow and orange.
She twirls and twirls until she is quite dizzy
scattering puffs of dirt and dust into the air.
We hear her voice singing a sweet invitation
to run and caper beside her tiny frame.
Her magical laughter tickles our ears
as we learn to accept the unexpected.
The trees prepare themselves for bed
as we hunker down for the night
warm beneath our hand-crafted feather quilt.
The air is crisp and scintillating outside.
We see dots of light as the woodland fairy
dances past our window one more time.

hope
so hard
knowing it

i lost
my smile
it has been a long while
so hard
knowing it

i lost
love
it cost
so hard
knowing it

i lost
memories
(traces)
so hard
knowing it

i lost
time
i cannot  hear the clock chime
so hard
knowing it

i lost
my many faces
seeing the changes in places
so hard
knowing it

i lost
my blood
tears flood
so hard
knowing it

i lost
my thoughts
always untying the knots
so hard
knowing it

i lost
being aware
how could have i been prepared
so hard
knowing it

i lost
feeling your embraces
sharing spaces
so hard
knowing it

i lost
you
so hard
knowing it

yes
i
lost