Autumn Mornings

Some silly, some not.
Some lighthearted, some littered with thought.
Some passionate, some numb.
Some so clever, some outright dumb.
Some more cautious, some bursting with tears.
Some revealing memories, some unveiling my fears.
So here's my heart, I hand it to you.
Here on display, broken in two.
Good or bad, that's for you to decide,
For here is what in my brain resides.

(Highest ranking yet: #809 in poetry)