October Love


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“Let’s go for a walk” You say.

“What is the forecast?” I ask.

“October love”.

The park is quiet, 

it smells like mist,

You pick a rock, 

a feather, and a leaf

Gazing at trees, 

your arm stretched behind 

“We are invited 

to a mysterious party

Of mushrooms and tea.”

“What shall we bring?”
Andreea Garden   Oct. 2015