Fallen leaves lay on the ground
scattered, like days shed and left behind
brilliant on those mornings illuminated
by the sun; sad remains many other times
crumbling, disintegrating in silence
until they are one with the ground.
~~~For DVERSE POETS’ PUB’s Open Link Night. I hope all of you are doing beautifully well. It’s been a bit busier in our little corner since the weekend. We have guests at home and a birthday party to boot. I was on my Cinderella-before-the-prince mode cooking and cleaning up a storm. Well, just for accuracy, I am always in that Cinderella mode. My fairy Godmother did not tell me that my Ever After meant shedding the golden slippers and wearing an apron instead. Have a great day to you all. Thank you for coming by.