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Mixed October Blessings

"You old October rain, you're dampening the leaves,"
I say, dismayed, forgetting killing frost has yet delayed.
Hues bright belie the leaden sky that, seemingly, grieves
warm summer's carefree times when daylight longer stayed.

Be it observed, the one who grieves the balmy eves,
basks, also, in the Indian Summer break October brings.
Bright, sunny days that further augment dazzling leaves,
distant skies, alive with migrating birds' brave wings.

Oak leaves, edged with ruby, staunchly refuse to fly,
while saffron elms submit, with steady showers drenched,
Bright hues belie the whelming of a wet and leaden sky,
like flames whose sheer intensity cannot be quenched.

The rains, so needed in dry summer's parched expanse,
when prayers arose to bless developing fruit and grain,
now come to replenish, though detained past our best plans,
the water table revels in the abundant rain.

10/06/2013 Carol Welch
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