An autumn girl

Although my heart loves SPRING, I was born in autumn.

Slowly a leaf is withering as the cool dry air starts creeping in like a frosted yeti, trying to steal the last bit of gold from summer sky. It won't be long until it gets plucked off gently with one slight sweep of a soft breeze. I lay in bed and listen, to the clitter clatter of loud raindrops falling on the tin roof. I close my eyes and I can see that leaf twirling one last time like a ballerina in her prime. It dances across the sky and gently lands on the sweet wet grass. The rain came to delight that fragile soul. I ring in a new year with song in my heart, thankful for God's blessings coming down on me just like that odd autumn rain.


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