october musings

chilly, clear autumn mornings
tap me on the shoulder
press into my pillow
lead me to that timeless place
where age and years
are replaced by grace.

simple,
yet
the subtle heartbreak
of the Indian summer
that tricked
the cherry tree into bloom
is all I am aware of.

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