Recurrence

Bedewed in August
then a little frost in
the morning comes
in late
September
a subtle change begins
October's
autumn harvest
a bit of sadness
like a gypsy violin
when the leaves
begin to turn
leaving a skeletal
forest
bringing
gray to the sky’s
and a dreadful
head cold
to me...

by Stephen S. Yeandle

Comments (1)

The seasons of change, but the head cold not so nice. Wonderful read!