The crisp smell of Fall is in the air                                                              ­      smoke  from chimneys emit everywhere                                                       ­  Children  wrapped  up in sweaters tight                                                            ­                           Vibrant  leaves  dancing in the sunlight                                                         ­ Pumpkins  carved with smiling faces                                                            ­ Children  running through corn mazes                                                           Honeycrisp apples and hay rides                                                            ­         Mulled cider waiting inside                                                           ­Haunted  houses and nature walks                                                     Bonfires  burning and harvesting crops                                                            ­  As  the  north winds usher in November                                                         ­                    these  are  the  things  I will always remember

October trees are beautiful to me                                                               ­     greenery  mixed with turning leaves                                                The  sun  goes away too soon                                                             ­     in  the  forest, late afternoon                                                        ­Red  and  deep plum maple trees                                                      with  outstretched branches reaching                                                         ­    sunlight peeking through teasingly                                                        ­    as  squirrels are busy hustling                                            talking  loudly  and  chattering                                 ­                          As  I  sit  on natures floor                                                 surrounded  by  green moss and more                                     I  lay  back  and  breathe  it in                                                               ­            the forest , the leaves and the sensation                                                        ­       that  even though these leaves will die                                                              ­  the  undergrowth  will  survive                                ­                                       To  be  reborn again in the spring                                                           ­        celebrated while newborn birds sing                                                             ­  Buried in frost as they slumber                                                          ­     until  Aprils shower's thunder                                                         As  they  grow  again and thrive                                             completing  the  full circle  of  life

Waves are the clouds of the sea                                                         blue  and  pale,  then slowly darkening                                                        ­ Frothy  white  like cotton *****                                                                   turning black when darkness falls                                                            ­  Moonlight  shines through and reflects                                                    off  the waves in little flecks                                                           ­    Stars  shine  like sparkly fish                                                             ­           as  they fall  make a wish                                                             ­         Watch  the path the moonlight takes                                                            ­   across the water and the ripples it makes                                                         I  am in heaven when I am here                                                             The  sea and the sky ,both seen so clear                                                            ­ On  the horizon, they seem as one                                                              ­     broken  up  only  by   the  rising  of  the  sun

I always like to sleep
Because otherwise
I’m tired
And feel so deep
All day
All night

But with you
I’d stay up all night
Until we see the light
Of the sun rising
And it’s surprising
How together
We can stay awake
All day
All night

And I’d do it
Again and again
All over
Every time
For you
All day
All night

If you gave me the chance,
I would do laundry with you
For the rest of our lives.
Doesn't that sound nice?

I would do laundry with you
I’d wash the dishes too.
Doesn't that sound nice,
Peacefully, beside each other

I’d wash the dishes too
After all the meals we’ll cook
Peacefully beside each other
And talk about our life.

After all the meals we’ll cook
We’d curl up close watching tv
And talk about our life.
Those are my favorite nights,

We’d curl up close watching tv
Warm and safe and quiet
Those are my favorite nights,
And this could be our life.

psithurism reaches my ears
as I walk through the forest
the rustling leaves
are so peaceful
the sun shines through the branches
wildflowers sway in the breeze
birds chirp in the distance
a lazy river gurgles next me

Guarded by the movement all around me
I sleep under the sun in the breeze
My body on small stones on the beach, not yet aching,
Relaxing and embracing the unknown.

Ducks walking along the river bank,
Exploring,
As boats and kanus move past the shore
Where I rest on this peaceful afternoon,

Welcomed by the movement all around me.