The same October time each year for lovers to meet. |
"Once Upon An October Night" Once upon a cold crisp October night, An orange full moon did indeed shine bright. Two old lovers walked hand in hand; The evening went just as they planned. Silver tresses and one limp gait Found a romantic spot at the magic hour of late. Smooches and hugs behind a wide dark tree; Tickles and giggles filled the couple with glee. I've heard tales that have often been told, By youngsters dreaming to be so bold. Many times seen through a veil of Autumn mist, They meet same time each year for a lover's tryst. Whispers stealing romantic chances on a rendezvous Are truly the loving apparitions of me and you. T'was a long long time ago, as they would say, When He met She on a cool crisp Fall day. Eyes locked and young hearts knew Magic possibilities as spirit sparks flew. The two star-crossed lovers danced eagerly their best; Many twists and turns purchasing life with youthful zest. Then circumstances caused unkind and disappointing rift, Yet distance and years offered a different and special gift. She and He on down life's road they went, Now appearing aged, wise, wrinkled, and bent. Each year they'd anxiously meet at a designed place; Autumn secrets shared without a trace. Catching up on family news and busy such; Spirits expressing love with a gentle touch. All this being said, the tale is certainly true; Sweetheart, the story is still about me and you. 30 lines |