Dear October,

For once you treated me quite well
letting life blossom just as the leaves fall
sure you were ruthless too
are you even capable of doing otherwise
in this weird, troubled relationship
between me and you?
making dreams of old and new reality
even long some’s hope had faded
like an old photograph, restoration long overdue
stained over time with troublesome liquid
a decade after you began to be a foe
perhaps you’re trying to set a redo
it’ll never work but continue trying
next year and the year after I plead
one thing is for definite, so clearly true
even an apology will take much work
but one day maybe the hate won’t spew

Speak with you again next year,

Tig Ellis

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