Withering Of The leaves Brings Happiness

As this light dances across my face I feel a warmth, a warmth I have never felt,not even as a child.

My mind goes into a haze and my focus magnifies on the tingling sensation flowing through my body as the wind hits my skin.

As I take in this sensation my surroundings are visually pleasing.

My eyes ,in a frenzy attempting to follow the swirling of the green leaves with bursts of red  and yellow circling around me.

I breathe in the crisp air of this season and in this moment I have not a care in the world,I am happy.


About write2sleep

If you are looking for a well structured blog with correct punctuation and sentence formation, you have come to the wrong blog. My writing style reflects my mind- COMPLETE CHAOS. For the ones who are restless..if you can't fall right to sleep ;Write2sleep.

Posted on September 15, 2011, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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