October Days

Morning deceived me in its venue dark, gray skies continued, drip drop droppings of cold rain dragging on in a weekend strain. September closed in wind-swept chills stalking the heated summer thrills, leaving one unendless cloud of gray gracing the first of October days. There is a rush of seasonal perks green grass, flowers bloom in the last burst, but every morning wakes within a haze colder chills and icy rain maze. Trees cling to their clustered eaves branches forced to dance in every breeze apples ripen but are small and demure a choice for everyday cures. Squirrels gather to bury nuts and acorns as pathways from rain stream forms with houses Halloween adorned for witches, ghosts and goblins reborn. This is the first call for fires and hearth October spreads upon the revolving earth revealing every color known to man to walk and view the earthly sands.