October

It was one of those fine October days,
Free from summer's heat and haze
But not yet gripped by autumn's chill.
It was one of those fine October days
When the sky's so clear you can see the moon at midday.
It was one of those fine October days,
When the trees sport yellow and red Instead of everyday green. 
It was one of those fine October days
When one draws a deep breath
And is grateful to be resident on earth.

Richard Greene