looks like a memory . . .

New England autumns bring a magical, mystical quality to each day.  Leaves are swept up into crimson swirls and dance like they have spirits of their own.  As if a magician has raised her wand . . .  

Autumn whispers nostalgia in her comforting, crisp way, “I have been waiting for you.    Yes, you love summer, and yes, she will return, but now can you remember how much you love me?”

Her stirring winds loose the leaves and breathe frost to our cheeks.  Then, before we know it, we notice the crunching beneath our feet and we stare up into bare trees.  Another season, Earth transformed, we brace for winter . . .

Autumn quietly howls a trail behind her, low and almost hollow, “Goodbyyyyyye for nowwwwww,”  as she sweeps through the barren trees . . .

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Transitioning to the association of music, I think of the song, Try to Remember, from the musical The Fantastiks.  Remember that one?   That song, and fall, seem one and the same to me.  There are so many wonderful covers of it . . .

Try to remember when life was so tender that dreams were kept beside your pillow.”

How about you?  Do you have a favorite cover or a nostalgic song you enjoy in the fall?

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