OCTOBER COLD

Yesterday,

it was summer among the falling leaves,

and I walked the overgrown path in peace with the years

gone; today, the wind and rain under an overcast sky

have brought chill to the autumn day,

and all the dead who should live

are restless in my thoughts.

Their feet should fall on brown leaves,

the cold breeze should fill their lungs,

and their minds with thoughts of the winter coming,

they should turn to us with a faint smile

and say how cold it's today,

and that we should all go back inside

and get some coffee before we all fall ill.

The grey day grows dark,

and the ghosts alive in memories

know they are dead

and know they should live,

and here I sit alone,

drinking coffee in the October cold.

04.10.2020