The leaves that blanket my yard
have turned it into a quilt of
varied colors,
patterns, a tapestry of tales from
other autumns
carried down through the years to
today;
and what stories would you share
to make us smile and lighten our
days
in this time signifying dormancy
and loss,
as we wrap the covers around us to
stay warm,
safely held together by the
memories we hold
and the stories we share?
