My Favorite Color Is October
The greatest gift that I could give you is the gift of my long years
every shade of burgundy that wine can't sell
every shade of gold that the sun cannot display
the greatest gift that I can give you, is the gift of my years
I am October, I come once a year at your home my love, to
Caress you with shivers both warm and cool. I am a
Teleported month that sweeps away the summers scorch
Opening doors to pastures and rustic pleasures, plum corn
Bathed in yellow juicy grains and bites, acorns, pinecones
Environmental beauties that never exist in winter's spew;
Return to me lover as I puff over you, I am "October "
your favorite color,
silk scarves are put away mink coats are worn
summer suits placed in cedar drawers,
I am suddenly reborn through airy branches of trees
Feasting on your wind whipped eyes of blue
I become October every consecutive year,
your favorite color is October, and mine is you.
Sponsor Regina McIntosh
Contest Name October
October 1, 2021
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