By Carolyn Hanks
I look and am filled. I eat and am replenished. My soul luxuriates – Fall vibrancies are my fare. I feed and am satisfied! So I feast hungrily – So I feast voraciously – Knowing full well that the dark, grey days of winter approach, And famine occurs again! Poetry Home
So I feast hungrily – So I feast voraciously – Knowing full well that the dark, grey days of winter approach, And famine occurs again!
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