The pleasure of a candle scent
The treasure of a life content
Grace in matters great and small
Grateful harvest in the fall

What is missing from the scene
An empty nest nativity
How to find the grateful place
And choose a worthy dream to chase
Not the ones that hurt us though
Those we have to just let go

And then some are just a season
Here and gone without a reason
Leaving us to mourn and cry
Why they're born if just to die

Some days there's an insulation
Between me and the low
Just a slight rededication
To everything I know

Have to keep reminding myself
That I still hold the keys
Sometimes sitting in the well
Of every part of me

Parts that are not pretty
Some that terrify
Others just need dusting off
And let out in the light
11/24/2025