pumpkin spice latte

ahh fall.

brand new day

Used to love this song....lost it...re-found it.
So nice:)

road not taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost

alive

Sometimes I forget I'm alive,
but then the air,
laps at my face;
stings the wet.

And it's a beautiful feeling
remembering all the hope,
all the emotions
so near your, always.

something beautiful

the giving tree.

via.

I feel ya.