September Drear

“Rainy day

September drear

But tucked within the gloom—

A smattering of golden leaves

Are gently peeking through.”

Laura Jaworski

The Sweetness of Nature

“For lovers of poetry

And seekers of good

There are flowers in spring

There are trees of the wood

There are stars in the ether

And rivers that flow

In the sweetness of nature

The heart finds its home.”

Laura Jaworski 🍂

Dear Summer

“The wind said,

Dear Summer, where do you go?

When the leaves turn red

And the world turns cold

And Summer replied

With a rustling yawn

I’m here, dear friend

Simply resting, not gone.” Laura Jaworski