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  October's Child



Today, for the longest time, I sat staring out the window
Orange leaves, like passing seasons, waved aimlessly
The incertitude within me seemed to identify
As winter lingered under painted skies of promise

Thanksgiving sections me into a glass of many colors
I see the images of pumpkins and pilgrims
Thru the mirror of reflections, I see the smile of my mother
Quiet inside the frame of what will be her heavenly color

One may meditate on any aspect of this special holiday
Thankful for things in the past, present and this moment
In the field of November thoughts, amid pumpkin pie
I am thankful this day, for God's mercy, and his amazing grace

November 14, 2012.


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