
doing morning chores
sunlight peeking through window -
penetrating warmth
doing morning chores
sunlight peeking through window -
penetrating warmth
drawing to a close
the last days of November
going with the leaves
the clouds and the sun
the leaves and the chronicler -
all are passing through
when our way is lost
under the cloak of darkness
the light of dawn comes
the world’s not enough
neither’s our time together
only love’s enough
when only deeds have credence
what will our life stories say