Chilly day with blustery winds
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thru open window blowin’, blowin’ in.
Trees are dancing to and fro
colors wavin’, wavin’ rust and gold.
Sun is shining and the day is bright
how I love, love golden October light.
Apple harvest, fallen leaves, Mother Earth
autumn scents bolster, bolster hopes and mirth.
From my window not far away I can view
vast harbor with water so, so indigo blue.
White caps on top of meager waves
reminds me of icing, icing on a cake.
Not far is salt and sand where sea meets beach
I walk and dream, dream and I beseech.
Urged on by wave’s cadence upon the shore
this pilgrim treks, treks on asking what more?