“This is just the kind of a day I like,” she said,

“To take a sunny hike

Beside a mountain stream.

Sometimes it’s good to think of days gone by.

The good, the bad, the everyday way

We had back then.

It’s the same October sky 

I’ve always known.

So blue, as Indian Summer makes

One last hurrah 

Before Fall sets in good.

There were things that used to be true,

But they’re not anymore.

But maybe after an icy bath

Of dormè vous, 

When Spring returns 

They might be true again.”

-jenn