October Scene
In the Fall, I like to drive back home through the country
road lined by
poplar trees bordering rice fields.
The trees in October dress in silver and gold.
The sunset colors the trunks orange.
I stop there to relax for a moment; to look at them and to
hear the wind
and their leaves sing.
Good evening they whisper;
Good evening I reply, hoping that tomorrow
they will still be here
...and that I will be too.
