Autum

The Autum air

Flushes through my hair.

The smell of pumpkins

Its quite the special essenince.

I've missed you I say,

the leaves greet,

We have come back to play.

The days won't be long,

For Jack Frost wants to stay.

We must enjoy our time I wisper to autum,

But with a quick hello,

I never got goodbye.

I shall wait, sit here and wait,

I know you will return,

I don't know when,

but each breath will be seen until you arrive

Again my freind

...

Still waiting

...

Photo By: Joseph Brauer

Pass Times

Pass times.. we all have them. We all spend them differently from movie buffs to hikers and campers. Some prefer to cook while others enjoy figuring out new ideas. Whatever it is there is one thing we each do with them.

We each take a moment to think about something concerning us in our lives. Why we do the things we do or have done. What can we do to help someone or be a better me. These are all important things, that I feel we don't spend enough time on.