There comes a time
When all must say good bye
Thought that time
is beckoning soon
I must say, I have thoroughly enjoyed posting and reading
about the various ways of fall. 🙂
So thank you.
Thank you the the NaBloPoMo,
thanks to other bloggers,
those who commented
and the wonderful posts I have read.
Thus said lets get back to the actually post.
I brush my feet through
each small and large pie of leaves
those resting on the ground have faded in their colors
as if they know what is to come next.
from the trees
hold to the branches
for their colors are bright and pretty
once fallen, given time their colors with close up.
Yet, I ask you not to look with saddened faces
but smile in soft memory, of the leaves that fell.
Remember how earnest we were to have them dance the streets.
How we melted just a little bit more, each time one fell.
As we journey into the next mouth
hold on to the anticipation of pumpkin pie, apple cider, and turkey.
For the more I think, the longer I pounder…..
What if October is to be the grand entrance for November
Without October we would scurry from summer warmth to Thanksgiving’s chill
Maybe, just possibly October is meant to be the wave
before we say hello to November.
Let’s not say good bye to October
but continue to walk into the
Autumn season, farther and further
Until we uncover all the beauty and mystery of the day.