If only I could grasp
A corner of the sky
Between my fingertips
And carefully peel it back
Like removing
The protective covering
From a brand-new mirror
So that the fuzzy images
Suddenly become clear-
If only I could grasp
A corner of the sky
Between my fingertips
And carefully peel it back
Perhaps the colors of Fall
Would no longer appear muted
Their transformation revealing
Deep reds and golden yellows-
I cannot peel back
A corner of the sky
But I can remember
This is only a season
And in certain seasons
Peace for an anxious heart
Quietly lingers within
The softly muted colors
Piano Girl 
As always, beautiful words, dear Kelley. “This is only a season”. You’re a gifted poet and human. Much love and hugs. 🍂💛🙏
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Thank you, sweet Karla. 🧡 Sending love and hugs.
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You’re welcome, Kelley.💚 thank you, too.🙏🏻🥰
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Beautiful, Kelley. This description feels real to me. Thank you for putting into meaningful words the complexities that many of us are feeling now. 🙏🏻💜
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Thank you, Carrie. ❤️
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