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.