October Rain
the Maples red is shrouded
in a purplish chill
her stinging cheeks
cold slapped by icy rain
she droops beneath
a pelting fall refrain
the robins wings
hang wet
in trench coat slump
her lowered head
resigned
to time and fate
holds still
preserving warmth’s
forever wait
old dogs
follow masters
memory trails
around the bend
slow past
long rusted rails
for time
alters morning
into night
as two
forever shadows
drift from sight
children splash in puddles
as they run
catching Autumn raindrops
on their tongue
chased by parents
drawn into the fray
by youthful pleas of:
“Let’s go out and play!”
John G. Lawless
©10/27/2018
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