november

the morning was so cold

everything was frozen

the dahlia leaves

the sweet potatoe vine

all the annuals i nurtured

my heart broke just a little bit

the sadness of losing what i love

the bees are gone

the butterflies

the goldfinch

i knew winter would come

the bareness of trees

the gray days

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If life steers you into a dead end road, and you are trying to find your way, skip the GPS, take the road with no traffic. Founder studiO, early morning poet.

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Patty Brown

If life steers you into a dead end road, and you are trying to find your way, skip the GPS, take the road with no traffic. Founder studiO, early morning poet.