~~ with Jaime's permission / Drake Park, Bend Oregon ~~
carved faces grinning in the velvet night
harvest moon, a silver lantern's gleam
is this reality or simply a lovely dream
autumn's grasp feels tender
apple cider on my lips in the velvety night
dampened leaves beneath my feet
fragrant dance, my world transformed
autumn's essence, tangible, surreal
canvas of memories our hearts conceal
bonfire smoke that gently weaves a
tapestry of love in the quiet night
Melissa has us "folding poetry into Autumn" in the Pub