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Mar 2011
The night is so cold
Stars so bright
Can almost reach out and touch them

Moon magnificently round
Seems to touch the trees
Want to climb them and dance on the moon

The leaves have fallen
Yard full of glorious golds, reds and burnished brown
Watching the children jump into freshly raked piles

Smoke escapes from the chimneys
The smell of burning wood almost delicious
Imagining the heat

A walk down the street
Wind blows caressing your cheeks
The chill at the end brings on the goosebumps

Hearing people say this is the best time of year
I nod thinking to myself
Just being here with you is the best time for me

Standing on the porch inhaling the chill air
Deja Vous so thick I can taste it
Your arms on my shoulders caressing pulling close

I hear the whisper of the leaves
Or is that your voice
"Together forever my love"

Warmth consumes me
All seems right with the world
Tranquil and serene

Eyes wander to the moon once more
"Can you see it?" I whisper
"Footprints where dancers danced"

Nothing answers me
A horn blows and the dance ends
So vivid I could hear, smell and taste it

All gone now
Forever ending as quickly as it began
No witnesses except the eyes on the Moon
Jennifer Humphrey
Written by
Jennifer Humphrey  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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