Each day more sunlight is lost and the mornings are dark.
I'm sappy about summer's demise.
There was a dusting of snow on the mountains in the east.
Today I look again at my love.
Remembering how to embrace the wonder of each man.
Could be I'm the luckiest woman alive?
Happiness rests in my heart today.
Working hard can do that.
Peace is in my breath and touch.
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