October Light is the photographer’s light.
Let’s whisper about love, old man, say the leaves,
in their soft and crinkly voice,
let’s talk about it,
thanks, I said, I am so grateful that instead of asking my doctor for a friendly chat,
or one of his creepy pills,
I have just go and love, every minute of every day,
in every way that I can.
Shine on me, an old man who appreciates you,
a happy old man.