All the leaves have fallen from the treesLeft is only branches reaching outwhipping the ground like black clawsEverything gets blown away by the stormIt made me want to crawl back into my cave and go into hibernationunder the winterblanketSince I belong to all that isand all is whiteAll is so brightIs everything alright……….? Don’t have much energy left to finish Novemberbut I still got some vigor left for a short conversationRemind me… Read More