Grief is October

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Grief is October

drawn away

V-lines of geese

seek solace from

unseen frost.

Grief is October

drums that call

for blood,

for sweat,

for war,

for tears.

Grief is October

turned ’round about,

empty within,

lost without.

Comfort is November.

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