There are Octobers

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There are Octobers in my dreams,
Penning the tales on fallen leaves,
Singing the tune with angels’ psalms,
Rejoicing peace through Autumn’s fall.
When mornings paint the heaven’s arms,
There are Octobers in my soul.

There are rich colours in my thoughts,
Drawing fresh hopes at daylights’ gates,
Pinning pure joy in magic knots
As golden sun life celebrates.
When earth turns fortitude to bliss,
Complete, sublime, heavenly kiss,
There are Octobers in my dreams.

© Simona Prilogan, London, October 2022

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