The Last Days Of Fall

Rigozo

Happy October guys!

So, I wrote a poem for the first time in many months and want to share it with you. Yet again I am looking forward to this month, and grateful to have had an awesome start. I pray October stays kind to me and to you.

Okay, enjoy the poem, bye.✌️🏾

Under dark skies 
City lights sparkle like stars
But soon the sun will come
To chase away wispy dreams

Of magic and spells
Conjurings and potions
Of wizards and witches
And freshly mown grass

Deep in dungeons
Ancient powers stir
Waiting to be awakened
On the day of the dead

To walk among the living
And feel life throbbing
Blood hot and red
Awakens sinful pleasures

These are the last days of fall
For soon winter comes
Bringing endless night
And warmth will be no more

I’ve more images to add to my gallery😁❤️

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