It’s all in the way
that it shines
through leaves
some just
barely hanging on
by a
thread
makes them shimmy
ever so slightly
even when skies to the north
begin
in a
dark, dark grey
while from this side
it comes in, in streams
of gold
makes things less
dreary, you see
shines a different kind of beauty
on things one hadn’t noticed
before they were
lit
lights a smile
lights a
heart
lights a warm kiss
on the top of your head
makes one stop for a minute
in passing
to catch
a
glimpse
like an
art
it really is a necessary thing
this light
I mean, what can I tell you
that you don’t already know
s’pose it’s a
November kind of
thing
it’s just all in the way
that it
shines ♥