A Very Late Goodbye

to October.

Dear October,

You were the best.

If Autumn were a seasonal sandwich,

you were the goodness,

the nourishment

and the tastiness

lying between the bargain supermarket

white bread that was September 

and now is November.

You were everything I wished for

and all I needed.

You were all glory

with your brilliant reds,

coppery yellows,

joyous orange

and freckle-flecked browns.

Each day was a gift,

below me, above me and around me.

Dear, dear October,

you are #1 in the Calendar of My Heart.

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Many thanks again for all of your notes

of kindness and support.

I have learned a very important thing

through all of the worries concerning my siblings.

I have known the importance of giving

thanks for all the good in my life,

but now I understand and am determined

to practice the act of being Thankful For That Which I Can Do.

It dawned on me that we are all blessed

to be able to do the simple and most mundane

tasks that each day always brings...

the washing of dishes

the washing of clothes

the constant clean up

the running of errands

the things that are not always welcomed

or enjoyed, or even those tasks

which seem tedious and never-ending.

I am blessed because I can still do these things.

There will come a day when like my siblings,

I'll not be able to.

I'll take them on gratefully for as long as possible.

And should I forget and relapse

and turn the air blue with my language,

do remind me with a good slap!

Love and thanks,

E.