Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Autumn Days

Crisp clean morning air,
Slanted sunbeams rising late,
Autumn has arrived.

Quiet evenings,
Cooling once the sun has set,
Talking on the porch.

Speaking of the good,
Making mention of the hard,
Seeing stars appear.

The first October
without the warm kindnesses
of my dear father.

The first November
with one fewer place setting
around the table.

The first December
with a quieter Christmas
and a colder wind.

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