Cool October winds
Gently whisper words so sweet
Leaves change shade and fall
Leaving bare limbs,
Where only weeks ago there was plenty
Golden hues,
color barren lands
And frost makes all that was soft and sweet,
become cold and brittle,
Like slow forming glass
These days full of beauty,
Are too soon lost.
When winter comes
fridged and harsh
All October beauty
...Fades...
