There's beauty in October days
with shades of ev'ry harvest hue
Fall breezes sing sweet melodies.
The sounds are old; the tune is new.
The ragweed sways from left to right.
Bright showy asters take a stand.
The mighty oak and maple trees
add grandeur to this wonderland.
If only fears could blow away
like last year's auburn autumn leaves,
this world would be a joy filled place
of endless possibilities.
Now winter nights are beckoning.
Cold stillness offers muted peace.
Can silent darkness dull the pain --
or voiceless calm bring kind release?
But I have learned to acquiesce
and measure joy in other ways --
allowing me to see beyond
the beauty of October days.
October 2023
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