The Simplest Things Poem by Paige Granthom

The Simplest Things



The color of fallen leaves
the whistle of the wind
the crisp aroma of autumn
leaves performing the finest ballet
the warmth of a chocolate chip cookie
curiosity at its best
worn tires returning home
the meow of innocence
so furry
the melody that lingers in your head
the smell of apple cider
a story of words
these are my favorite things

Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness,home,love and life
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