October Wind
by Wayne Wysocki
Your eyes of brown
Watched leaves of brown
Ride the cool October wind,
And your lips of red
A poem said
To guide me, should I go,
Then I flew away
Like the leaves at play,
But came to miss you so;
Now it's autumn,
And I return
To you and the October wind.
Copyright © Wayne Wysocki | Year Posted 2018
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