That October feeling.

a poem by Lila Joseph, USA - poetry writer, author, poet

I am riding my bike
through a lane
of flaming chestnut
trees.
The chill in the air
tickles my throat
makes me gasp for breath.
I want to sing out loud
but won’t,
the lady who just passed
had a very strange look
On her face
when she looked at me.
I swallow my song
but keep the grin
as broad as ever,
You can’t have everything.

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