On every single path
There’s stones and breadcrumbs
Having been left before
Behind by something other
Always leading never alone
And on we go
Never knowing always wondering
Until finally at last
We eventually get there
Wherever there that is
Only we will know
Some of us know
We know where things
Go will go and
Have gone we’ve either
Been this way before
Or stumbled through this
Dark room stubbing toes
Yet each one is
Whether person or problem
Different diverse and complex
As though someone has
Rearranged all the furniture
Without telling a soul
I’ll make this short
I know that love
Is folly but I’d
Rather be a fool
Who is in love
Than a wise man
Without foolishness is enviable
Whereas wisdom remains alone
There’s something about fall
That brings such comfort
Brilliant colors and awe
Trees exploding like fireworks
That last for days
Of layers put on
And eventually taken off
Like the armor we
Wear before meeting someone
And the nakedness after
Of once cold drinks
Migrating to warmer ones
While anticipating the holidays
We live in such
A fast world that
Autumn slows down reminding
That change brings beauty
Fall fell today
Time to change
To huddle cuddling
Of weathers sweaters
Of twinkling piano
Lazily wafting overhead
Overheard above crackling
And spitting fires
Swooning and sweeping
Orange and red
Across the room
And whiskey neat
As we’re given
Another good reason
To move closer
Together as though
We need one
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 