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Red and oranges

Yellows and golds,



In two thirteen August the ground,

Dead and brown,


Fall struck the imaginary gonk,

Not this year,

Not twenty twenty-two,

The yards are still lush and green,

A storm in Florida nearing land,

I dream of awakening in my small home surrounded by tall pines,

Tamaracks the only pine that changes to yellow,

Red Maples popping up here any there beyond my window,

A wood fire place glowing,

White wicker chair near like at Cub Lake,

Two glasses of Merlow poured,

Wood popping in my small cook stove,

My wife in her chair while I cook,

Our cats and two dogs in their favorite resting places,

Heike Shangrala,

Nestled in Wisconsin’s north woods,

Two elk walking by,

I’m older but finally at peace,

A writers piece of paradise,

A lesbian home where love and family are always welcome,


Published by Val's Whitewolf Books

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast. I write here on WordPress. I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words. I sell books on Pango.

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