October

Seasonal Admonition

Beware of October,

The tall, the copper-skinned,

Riding bareback into town

On his wild cayuse, the wind.

A yellow quill in ebony braids,

Though it must be allowed,

The lad's as photogenic

As is arrogantly proud.

Still, don't, at bonfire glances,

Let cold prudence melt.

Lest he gallop out of town,

A trophy at his belt.

A dangling prize that's heart-shaped,

To flaunt in some teepee.

Remember, October is an aborigine

I love this poem that my cousin Benita shared with me last October. She shared it again today and I had to pass on the enjoyment of the rolling words with you all!