a fall house

 

A fall house sleeps with a window cracked to better hear the rain.

Drip drip dropping all through the night, greeting sleepy eyes in the morning.

Trying to turn to snow.....but not quite yet.

A fall house hears a whistling kettle. All day long.

For teas with peppermint and honey to soothe little sore throats.

A fall house is covered, in fabric and fur and needles and thread.

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