Caress my skin with kisses of brisk air.
Warm my eyes with skies of blue.
Liven my heart with thoughts of abundant food, gentle friends, and a quiet read by the fire.
Oh Autumn, how I’ve missed you.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.