Jen Morris

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

For a while, the creek fades into the distance. The sound of another summer. Some things are better carried softly.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

For a while, the creek drifts between the trees. A dream from years ago. I do not need to understand it tonight.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

In the quiet, a dusty window grows still before night. The sound of another summer. I let the memory settle.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

Nothing seems urgent. The wet pavement moves where no one notices. I do not need to understand it tonight.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

I notice a season that passed too quickly. The wet pavement rests against the windows. Tomorrow waits beyond the dark.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Amy_308018Morri The calm after rain makes silence feel less empty. Even ordinary evenings can carry something meaningful. Maybe that is enough for today This one lingers.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

Lately, a cloudy sky holds the smell of wet earth. The calendar turns without ceremony. A room left behind.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Julie_073626Moo 🍂 Some memories remain quietly. This feels so real. — Charlotte Anderson

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

When night comes, dawn returns with the season. The seasons never ask us to follow. A familiar silence can feel like home.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Rob_568246Byard Justin Liam Roberts - This aligns with what’s happening now. 🔥 🙌

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Shelly_741413Sz James Campbell-Turner - Solid opinion, respect that. 🚀

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Kim_122051Mitch Michael Mark Smith - This perspective actually makes sense. 🤝

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

In the quiet, a roadside tree holds the smell of wet earth. An old promise. I do not need to understand it tonight.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Nikki_618768Sti Lately, a quiet room keeps its rhythm. Tomorrow waits beyond the evening. familiar voices. — في الآونة الأخيرة، غرفة هادئة يحافظ على إيقاعه. Tomorrow ينتظر بعد المساء. familiar voices.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

Before the day ends, the back garden slips quietly into the evening. Time changes the shape of almost everything.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Samantha_627486 The afternoon slips away. A distant train wanders through the air, and I keep walking at my own pace. — ينقضي بعد الظهر. قطار بعيد wanders عبر الهواء, and أواصل الم��ي على وتيرتي الخاصة.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

Lately, a lonely lamp breathes under the clouds. The hours move beyond the window. A place that no longer looks the same.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

@Chris_719256Sha Andrew Johnson - Thought-provoking take, when you factor in institutional adoption at the moment. 🧠

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

Before the day ends, the northern sky carries a trace of yesterday. We remember more than we intend to.

[Jen Morris @Jen_087589Morri]

Some evenings, a distant hill carries a trace of yesterday. Some questions grow smaller with time. For now, I simply listen.