Crisp bright days

illumine fall colors

Brilliant gold mixed with a tinge of rust

Days of rain laden

with sadness

Sadness at the loss of dear friends departed

All these aspects of the October of our lives

Not yet November with its darkness

and debilitation

Looking toward

December’s long night of the soul

The end of our days

But October

Those golden moments

Of playing with the grandchildren

Reunions with old friends

and acquaintances

Reminiscences of younger years

Leisurely strolls and

foliage admiration tours

Alas, the joys and

sorrows intermingle

In these golden years

As we approach

full circle

In the October of Our Lives

D.J. Hausman-Hill

Lititz