 The crispiness
Toe tingling Sweater producing Awareness of Fall's edging The warmth Ice melting Sweater tossing Perceiving of Spring's dawning Windows open Air flows Freely From inside Out And outside In Air without Conditioning For brief days Twice a year I love the Days of air! Inspired by an awesome poetry site... also got this quote "And his life will mean nothing… But in his own mind... For he lived as he wished And the same way he died." author: dihan8917 Comments are closed.
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Laurie Anne McCauleyDid that make you feel better? 
Intro
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on. LA McCauley 
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