Jen's Journal

Just a 26 year old lady.


The Seasons Still Change

It was winter when you died,

Your least favorite season.

Missing you is the only thing

That keeps me warm.

The snow is melting beneath my aching feet.

The pollen this is all consuming

And you’re still gone. You were

The only one who could make

Me laugh so hard my stomach 

Hurt. How can someone so selfless and

Kind hearted be taken away just like that? 

These questions haunt me on long summer days.

Today is your birthday. The leaves 

are dying.

I look for you in the sky because 

Once you loved me there and back. 



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About Me

Hi there! I’m thrilled to have you join me on my blog. I write fiction, nonfiction, and everything in between.

In my free time, I like to keep busy with a variety of hobbies. I’m an avid reader and writer, I love to knit, crochet, and embroider.

At the end of the day, though, my main priority is spending time with my loved ones. Whether it’s traveling or just spending quality time together, I’m happiest when I’m surrounded by those I care about.

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