Springtime in the city
the smell of summer on your skin
The change of season feeling
as winters chill falls once again
As the sun takes a vacation
dipping away and out of sight
My dreamscapes a new sensation
when the moon comes out at night
Safe and surrounded by creation
cradled there amongst the starlight
all aglow in constellation
mingling movie-stars in twilight
There are a million mixed emotions
pouring out of every ray
Casting reflections on the ocean
washing the negative away
Seasons of our lives
reach out and change us as they will
Keeping the dream alive
until its perfect timing is revealed
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I think I figured out why I love Wild Card Weekend so much. It's because it's the first playoff anything of the calendar year. The NFL season starts in the fall, and once upon a time, the champion was crowned either on or slightly before New Year's. The evolution of the NFL schedule has resulted in the playoffs starting just into the New Year, and currently, the final week of the season falls on the first weekend of the New Year, with Wild Card Weekend coming a week after that. So yes, chronologically, the NFL's Wild Card Weekend serves as the first playoff anything of the calendar year.
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This one makes you wonder about the nature of all things. Lovely vision painted here Kelli. Autumn is my favorite season, I like the death and renewal of it all.
A wonderful read ❤️
Marvelous love poem!!! Loved it!!!♥ ♥ ♥
Your perseverance is both admirable and motivating. Keep forging ahead!
There is always something for everyone in one or the other seasons of one's life. Beautiful work.