Ourselves

first poem in fall collection series, Ourselves and the Leaves

Maybe there’s no way for you to miss the mother vibrant change of fall. . .

Because maybe,

it’s you.❤

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I’m Sierra

Welcome to my cottage garden in the foothills of California! I’m a poet, gardener, and sunflower enthusiast. Follow for personal poetry and prose rooted in my Christian faith and inspired by the turn of seasons both out of doors and in the soul. Find me on Substack – Poems & Intervals.♥️

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