Sunday, October 9, 2011

Year Growing Old

October colors
How they glow
Prepare a door mat
For the snow
It’s my favorite time of year
The warming sun
I hold do dear
But I admit
A bit of pain
Sort of like the autumn rain
I know the year
Is growing old,
And soon we’ll shiver
With the cold

© Lucille Falk Miller
~November 6, 2000

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