the 6th poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves
I’ve been sad bout plenty since March. And that’s okay. We’re supposed to be sad about sad stuff.
This is part of being alive in a broken, hurting world.

Hi!

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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