A brisk, fall breeze
blows through my window;
I wonder how my my soul will blend.
A midnight sky
shows overhead;
Dark and starry as my heart prepares for bed.
Remembering times
that have just past;
Hoping for friendships that will always last.
Cool chills
run down my spine;
As I talk to a friend from down the line.
Tonight I’ll sleep
as thought it’s all OK.
Tomorrow I’ll awake to another day.
(c)2001, Joe Jenkins
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