Ode to October

as we bid goodbye to october,
can i just say
 you were beautiful,
 you were magical-
 perfect in every way.
 you showed us your glory, warm days,
starry nights,
you hung in there and kept pleasing
it all felt so right.
 your soft winds blew past me.
scarlet leaves drifted down-
and carpeted the lawns-
heck, pretty much the whole town.
we raked and we mulched and now
it's all really bare
could it just be august again and
time for the fair?

the end



 I don't want it to end.   xo, beth