October 3, 2011

I would like to thank someone (God?  I think yes)
for this early fall, this long string of glorious autumn days
crisp and bright as any apple you could eat just off the tree
or slice up and bake in a pie with sugar and cinnamon. 
And I would like to thank whomever asked the question
Who could eat this day and not be full?
for surely that sums All up so very tartly
this day and the one before it and the one
before that and so on and so forth which
put together have made not one but two at least 
pies filled with days that you could eat with a fork.
Or even with the ten fingers of your two hands.
So here and now I say Thank you, God.
And thank you, Anonymous Poet.