fall poetry
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Branches
the fourth poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves. Let the sad stuff be sad.❤ You can be full of life, hope, and joy without forcing yourself into a state of happiness. Part of my grieving process is sharing my thoughts & emotions with God. Simply saying, “God, this is hard” makes all… Continue reading
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Like the Leaf
the third poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves. to you & me. . . We have experienced and endured beautiful days in their own way. We have received, lived, and learned. We have done well. Continue reading
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Grace
second poem in our fall collection, Ourselves and the Leaves. Hey. . . You don’t have to hold your bretath anymore. Our feelings about this fall and this year can be complicated. All of us and our worst what ifs can’t stop the spring. Continue reading
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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.❤ Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 