Like Nature's Rendition of The Last Post

Something about the early dark of November kindles nostalgia... Sometimes, like an old song a bygone era reappearsTo replay on a phantom stage fond scenes of yesteryearsTo coax back into being what will never be againSave in a book of memories we open now and then If only to remind ourselves not to get lost too longIn the bittersweet ballad of an intangible songWafting upon the starkness of an Autumn eventideAfter leaf-notes have fluttered from the treetops where they sighed ...all summer long, like a love song we took for granted tillWhispers were winnowed one by one and everything was stillSave a gripping rendition ofFor fallen leaves; and moments and the melodies they made © Janet Martin