I wandered with dear Autumn as far as I could go, and in the end, I didn't leave. I kept her in my soul. -Angie Weiland-Crosby Hello, my...

“Autumn was ripening, and the forest grew crisp. So deep my soul ventured, I returned with her scent.” -Angie Weiland-Crosby Toward the...

"a wind has blown the rain away and blown / the sky away and all the leaves away, / and the trees stand. I think I too have known /...