October Fire

October Fire

The air is dry and snaps my hair like twigs

Fires burn along the ridge of the mountain

Ashes swirl down and settle in our hair, grey wigs

Of your auburn locks and my brown mop


Blow in the wind as the leaves fall

I hear them crunch under my shoes as I walk

Red cheeks glow as I sit close to the fire pit

With the cool wind haunting me on Halloween night


October fire glowing inside the pumpkin

October leaves crunching beneath my feet

October fire that brought me life, color and warmth

October fire that cooks and melts marshmallows


Warm and safe we gather here,

We take the time together,

We build our fire, and tend to it,

Our guardian from cold weather.


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