It was, well still is, a beautiful
Day, full of autumn's promise,
Crisp with expectation. I am
Sorry you missed it, my love.
Staying inside, sluggish with
Your special imaginings and
Disconnected from seasons
As they pass. I so want you
Present and here with me in
The warm of fall as it begins
To cool. It's a season I have
Always enjoyed most of all.
In years past I spent it with
You. Then we cherished the
Transition this time of year
Made. It took us from the
Summer's heat, letting us
Adjust to the coming cold.
It is so beautiful in the fall.
I am sorry you missed it, my
Love.
this is our life 