9/30/15

Two cats lay 
curled in a sliver of sun.
Détente for now.


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Sip apple cider,
crunch the popcorn like Dad did,
remembering him.


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The banality of Fall:
"Decorative" gourds.
"Pumpkin" lattes.


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Red leaves all year--
this maple isn't a good sign
of Autumn.

And speaking of feeling depressed...

Stop! When I hear this
song, I only remember
death and losing you.




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Your ashes now sit
in a cedar box. Winter
now comes without you.