We're in the flux season
no longer able to claim Autumn's colorful world.
Living in days of
life lit like the paths deep in the woods
twinkling lights precariously hanging from the rooflines
Setting off to do lists as the mad scramble begins.
with damp thoughts, grey overcast skies and droplets that feel as if they pierce the skin
with flyers proclaiming deals, commercials sparkling in their conviction that you must buy....
moving in where no one lived before
Disappearing back to where they came from when discovered
The sunshine's patience allowing it to linger only for a few hours....
While waiting for winter to arrive
Copyright Jen Vandervoort/The Light Laughed All rights reserved 2016
Copyright Jen Vandervoort/www.thelightlaughed.com 2016 All rights reserved
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