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O! To be that Canada Goose, and see through those geese eyes,
That patchwork carpet below arrayed,
All Nature’s vainglorious color displayed,
As I fly through blue-gray October skies.
Ah! To be that white-tailed deer,
Browsing ‘mongst the elms and pines,
Walking the tumbled-down rock fence lines,
As I bid the first snowflake “Appear!”.
Oh! To be that fox of the glen,
Who seeks all manner of food and forage,
To fatten his flanks with winter storage,
When drifting snows will surround my den.
Alas! To be that little boy,
Raking leaf piles, carving pumpkins,
Stuffing a scarecrow country bumpkin,
Awaiting Halloween with joy.
Comments on: "October Piece" (3)
this is beautiful!! I had no idea you wrote poetry too.
That’s so kind of you. Glad you enjoyed it.
I’ve been writing songs and poetry for quite a while.
This piece came from the year I required myself to write a song about each month, during the title month. Some came out a bit forced, but this one rose to the top.
Admittedly, I like it myself.
All my best,
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I love that feeling-well keep it up because you do lovely things with words.