Holy is this fall with its sparkling leaves
Coming down on us from the maple trees
With its dazzling smile midst November gray
Holy is this sun, blessed is this day
Carpe diem, friend, for they come and fleet
Yester days and leaves – dust beneath our feet
But today’s still here, let us simply be
Carpe diem, come, catch this day with me
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (a.k.a. "Happy")
prompted by Poetic Asides
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