Natures quilt in place Blanket of golden colors Fall whispering a sigh.

To jump in a pile of crisp dried Golden leaves and be a child Take me back there, can you please? I want to feel crunching  beneath my...

As you go through your day, child, Pray no one’s watching For the slip-ups and sillies we inevitably do. Be gentle with those Who break eggs around you, Knowing sooner or later, The yolk is on you! Image by Freepik