October Winds Blow..a poem by Michael

Gentle October winds blow the fallen colored leaves

Across the ground. Hues of orange, red, yellow, and green

Now adorn the landscape. A time of year for change and

Beauty to be enjoyed. Two strangers sit on a park bench.

His red shirt and her orange blouse blend in with the scene

At hand. They smile at each other and say hello. The wind blows

Her hair in his direction as nature smiles down upon

Them. Another season comes with a warm sun of June,

As the bride and groom kiss after the wedding vow

Is spoken. A couple bring their newborn daughter home

From the hospital as gentle October winds blow...

 

 

 

 

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Author's Note

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