Imagine
stepping through
any of these magnificently decorated doorways...
and being transported to a Land of Perpetual Autumn ~
would you enter?
...would you leave?
would you find yourself there
as a child again?
running through leaves
bobbing for apples
walking the streets at night
with pillowcase in hand
and wearing a burnt-cork beard
and loosely fitting overalls?
would your days be filled with
woodsmoke
bittersweet
crows
&
cornstalks?
or
pumpkins & gourds
things that go bump
distant fires burning brightly on hilltops?
If it were true...
that I could open any one of these doors
and waiting for me on the other side would be the Autumns from my childhood ~
I would not step lighty in....
I would run full-force
with broad smile and open arms
Hoping for Autumn to catch me
and keep me
forever...
...would you
take my hand
and join me?
Lori
