The beauty of the morning


A chill in the air
as the trees bend and sway
Fingers of sunlight dance on the table
Warm muffins alongside the coolness
of strawberries
The Word, crisp in the air,
stories of old
teaching us, molding us


Feeding our souls 
feeding our bodies


Comforting food with comforting words


The delightful feeling of fall
along with the dirt of summer


And always,
the sillies of little boys.

Stephanie  – (September 4, 2010 at 8:45 AM)  
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