My bedsheets envelop me
with the familiar scent of home
as I lie comforted
in their warm embrace.
Outside my window,
crows call from maple trees
their leaves tipped in gold and ochre,
while raven visitors welcome me.
Sprinkled with bits of bleached sand,
my dashboard is a daily reminder
of my my beach-time walkabouts
where I kept my hopes and dreams.
My tropical adventure,
now just a memory in snapshots
lies packed away with shells and other mementos,
as I embrace tomorrow.
Summer's sultry days
with their myriad of challenges,
have molded me into the woman I am,
and who I will become.
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 9:04 PM UTC
My bedsheets envelop me
with the familiar scent of home
as I lie comforted
in their warm embrace.
Outside my window,
crows call from maple trees
their leaves tipped in gold and ochre,
while raven visitors welcome me.
Sprinkled with bits of bleached sand,
my dashboard is a daily reminder
of my my beach-time walkabouts
where I kept my hopes and dreams.
My tropical adventure,
now just a memory in snapshots
lies packed away with shells and other mementos,
as I embrace tomorrow.
Summer's sultry days
with their myriad of challenges,
have molded me into the woman I am,
and who I will become.
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