October (an autumn 2016 haiku series)

October is here. And so does the chilly breeze. The true autumn month. Afternoons go dark. The fog rises, day and night. All Hallows’ Eve, soon. My countdown to life. A decade will end and start. Glorious birthday. To the great blue sky. As you look down these forest fires, please, cry, shed your tears.

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