Gali

Death reaches his hands

Shrivels leaves

Rips them up

Soon the ghosts and ghouls will scream

They've waited all year for Halloween

 But this death is not a scary thought

In fact it's comforting

I wasn't sure what to think.

I never wanted that.

I didn't question love.

I didn't realize,

I was missing the idea of missing.

It was maybe strange,

to want to connect...

old and new.

I’ve always loved the autumn

Costumes and candy on halloween 

Turkey and family on thanksgiving 

Bright colors and cute clothes

The season gave me joy, 

But as i grew up it gave peace

I wish the sun always shone

But never burned your skin

And that when it is snowing

The cold never nips

I wish all your tears were happy 

And you never knew grief

But I know none of this is true

as the days turn to fire for retribution

and the nights turn to ice for revenge,

i watch the smoke curl over the mountains

grayish-pink sunsets smelling of apples and your grandfather's attic

Her hair,

Long and brown,

With that hint of red.

Her eyes,

Blue and bright,

With that touch of green.

Her style,

Bubbly and pink,

With all that glitter.

This is the Autumn