It’s almost November,
A time for cool wintery nights
Chill and moist evenings
Falling leaves,
Blocked noses,
An extra layer of clothes,
Busy are all creatures,
Adapting their metabolism
Storing their food,
Building their nests.
Here i am,
Basking in the bright morning sun,
As still as a tree,
Warm and cozy
In the company of dogs.
Without a care,
Watching butterflies dance,
On a cool mystical breeze.
Thanking the world
Around me,
For such a beautiful morning.
