Panes of Sunlight

A Poem By Heather // 9/12/2011

Outside crisp fall blows

The trees are cold and bare

The orange leaves dance on the ground

But the golden sunshine sprawls

Through my windows to my bed

It brightens the green and white check

The brown and white stripes of my comforter

Cat-like, I curl up

Barefooted, toenails painted flashy amber

In the ultimate comfort of jeans and a t-shirt

With an open book

Spreading worlds before me

I cry and laugh, smile and cheer

As the panes of sunshine warm me



This paints

 This paints a lovely picture in my mind. It's wonderfully written and I relate!

Kathleen | Mon, 09/12/2011

I love it :) makes me long

I love it :) makes me long for fall-it had cooled down here but now it's back up to 102 degrees during the day....Your poem was a lovely reminder of what hopefully will come!

E | Mon, 09/12/2011

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

long, happy say

Did just that today. It's my favorite thing about fall - the atmosphere for reading!

Anna | Tue, 09/13/2011

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief


Love this poem, Heather. It makes everything ordinary feel so much prettier, warmer, and more full.

Kay J Fields | Fri, 09/16/2011

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So cozy, and made me feel the

So cozy, and made me feel the thrill and warmth of sunlight and reading :) Actually got a tingle in my lower back!

Sarah Bethany | Thu, 01/07/2016


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