Poesie: October

‘What’s your favorite color?’ – ‘October.’

October turned my maple’s leaves to gold
The most are gone now.  Here and there one lingers.
Soon these will slip from out the twig’s weak hold
Like coins between a dying miser’s fingers.

~ Thomas Bailey Aldrich

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Author: Anne

~ In the right order of nature, the flesh is subject to the spirit and not the reverse. ~ The Cloud of Unknowing

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