Breeze blows through window
Sun rays warm my easy chair
Time for autumn nap
Breeze blows through window
Sun rays warm my easy chair
Time for autumn nap
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Tags: Autumn, Changing seasons, Haiku, Poetry
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Lovely, follows my own philosophy. Enjoy the nap.
Thanks, I did, and feeling restored wrote this.
Lovely!
Yes. I am new to little naps. They are lovely.
yes lovely!
Nice! I always have a 17-minute after-lunch “power nap”.
Sounds refreshing. I am only beginning to learn the art.
Ah, the glory of autumn’s cool breezes and preparation for the winter season (I’m more of a grasshopper than an ant). 🙂 Wishing you a great week ahead!
I’m with you about being more of a grasshopper. My days of being an ant are behind me.
What is even better if family and friends have the ant personality, then all is good and I just have to feel a little bit of guilt 😂
Yes, I would welcome a few ants. 🙂
The wild winds and the golden sunshine are highlights of autumn 🙂
They are indeed welcome after the heat of summer.
warmed by the sun
your armchair now waits for you
your autumn nap
~
your autumn nap
your armchair now waits for you
warmed by the sun
~
window open
cooling breeze blowing in
tickling… you awake
Thanks for the inspiration!
Lovely to receive your response in poetry, Mick.
My pleasure!
Yes! And soup simmering on the stove. Lovely. Thank you.
Delightful idea to wake up to home made soup.
Beautifully done. I’ve just been awake for a little while… is it wrong that I’m already dreaming of a nap? Ha!
Thanks for your comment. Since I haven’t been a nap taker for years I think it is a lovely gift. Dream on!
So, no sun today
The log fire broods, as yet, empty
Warmth will spring forth
Lovely Haiku. Our warmth moves from summer sun to autumn hearth.