momentary gift..

the leaves were falling..
like a colorful blizzard..
the air was thick with..
the sweet scent of autumn..
and..was heavy with a sad..
kinda nostalgia..like
train stations..and..
they stood there..
.....all seven there was
cheery April..
bright eyed May..
fun loving June and July..
lazy August..
fashionable..September..
and October..just plain cool..
.....and me
with my winter valice..
..the memories..filling the air
between us...

I turned to head North...
when they said..

wait...

we have a little
gift for you..
a little something
we wont be needing..
until we come back..
use it well..
and enjoy...this
....extra hour


and they disappeared over the darkening horizon..


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