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Enter October

Enter October (and Robert prompted it on the PA Forum under #152):


When I see October come
I smell family

Early dusk
Weekend baking
The chill and red outside the window
And coffee steaming warmth inside

When I see October come
My childhood hears my Mom
Making endless fuss
Over overspills of milk, or flour blasts
Around the oven

When I see October come
I get festive, high on Muses,
Over-caffed and over-sugared.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva


A lot of questions have been asked

And from the inside comes the task

To point out rules

To put them forward

Description follows

Descend will fall in

While autumn leaves

White clouds will stay

Red leaves remain

Remain the same