From a distance
I see smoke off chimneys
In fact, I can smell it in the air
.
Well lit houses
With families gathered at supper tables
Subtle music lingering in the air
Effortless hellos I encounter
Joyful; my heart feels.
~Susan McMillan
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Rhythm In Life 
Beautiful, I love November!
I love November too my dear 😁
I love this
Thank you.
I love your poem. very vivid. I was there when I was reading it xx
That’s November. Such a beautiful time of the year.💝
Beautiful poem!
Thank you very much. 🙏
I love the simplicity 🌹
Thank you.
Lovely verse, and November is a smoke filled month. ❤
Thank you sir 🙏. I love November. I think the crisp cold air makes the smoke much more desirable and appreciated.
When I was a kid, Oregon had a much lower population and we always burned leaves and yard trimmings every fall. I loved the smell and it always let me know it was fall.
I can only imagine what it was like for you as kid. I think the simplicity of life back then must have been way mare regarding; finding joy in the simple things.
It was completely nonmaterialistic. We loved looking at the Sears catalog, but used it mainly to make paper dolls.
I like the paper doll part. Growing up, we used to make dolls from corn hasks as well as banana fiber. I remember treasuring my little creations with all my heart. My care as a little girl would bring them to “life”.
We had a lot of fun with them too.
Love this:)
Thank you Kae ❤
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