October Country

October Country's the darkened moonlight sky is reflected in your eyes. You have nothing hidden, and do not wear a disguise. Whenever did you learn wisdom, and the golden keys to becoming wise? You no longer are easier to know. As your night's become even longer. Wintertime's season's follow you as the weather grows colder. But to me it means primarily I am only grower another year older. Your day time cloudy skies are a comforting shade of grey. But for other's only blue skies and sunny days, will chase all their blues away. They only wish your greyer skies would no longer stay. Your tree's leaves are turning orange, red and brown. They are busily falling over all of your cities, and your towns. Your leaves wither in my hands causing me to understand the brevity of the life span of humans. When were younger than today, it seems as time would last forever. October Country, I will never grow as old as you. Yet every day is brand new. I behold the signs of awesome wonderment in your eyes. October Country's shining moonlit stars are shining brightly in your nighttime skies. People gaze at your moon and your stars with awesome wonder in their eyes. Searching your heavenly stars for signs and wonders they picture in their minds. There is no blindness for humans when they gaze at your luminous moon. Another year will come and go as long as the earth remains. Seasons will stay the same. I was born October 04, 1954 four and last year I became sixty-five years young. I still arise with the beginning of a brand new day. I try and face my younger winter time's age with grace and wisdom. Remembering to always have courage and be kind. Keeping my faith helps me to grow in wisdom and grace. Soon, I will be traveling on a journey beyond the sun, the moon and the stars, to my heavenly promise land. Love as always, Roxanne Lea Dubarry Roxy Lea 1954 Roxy 1954/ October Country January 19, 2019