Leaves turn red, orange and brown.
Seasons change, we batten down.
Golden fields once laden with corn.
Now lay bare until a new spring dawn.
Fires keep us warm at night.
Bringing us a guiding light.
Storms are coming hot and fast.
Causing chaos, before they pass.
Soon I’ll need my winter coat.
A scarf to warm my sore throat.
Fall is in the air.
I can feel it everywhere.
My name is Lizzy. I’m a trauma survivor, a wife, a mom, a teacher, and an author.
For more about me: www.elizabethwoodsauthor.com
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Elizabeth Woods
My name is Lizzy and I'm a mom, an author, school teacher and an MFA creative writing graduate. I write emotion-filled fiction narratives and mental health articles. This is my website: www.elizabethwoodsauthor.com
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