Wednesday, October 3, 2012

"Child of October"

And in some distant winter,
of his life, he prayed it would be written:

Here was a man, 
at peace with his thoughts.
A man of few words,
who drew more truth from the gentle rains,
than from the words of other men.
Here was a child of October,
educated by November.
A man who treasured the wisdom
in the
Autumn's Silence.
Here was a man of the Fall,
who, like the Season,
was mindful of his limitations,
yet gave all that he had to give,
Here was a man,
touched by every person, place, and thing
he chanced to touch.
And ripened
by it all. 

~Randy Jaroch

3 October, 2012


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