The twilight sky is purple
sprinkled with silver glitter
Frost painted on the pumpkins
Autumn straining to be winter

But the clan is ready to party
Friends and family coming in
Killer's Halloween fiesta
is just about to begin

Rosewood, RoseBlack and Thornless
all the Roses are in bloom
the scent of barbecue is awesome
band set up in the other room

Covered dishes brought by some
are set up on the table
The children that are hungry
grabbing what they're able

Nostalgia over powers me
I have grand daughters one past those long gone teens
but never the light of that kind of teen seen

another has just swum across the channel of time I
wonder why we were those ancient beings
as compared to the current times

They marvel me though mostly san ...
but still the growing teen
even though time has cracked my mirrors
exotic many times
but still nearing the estuary of oceanic time

we live with light can't live without it and shades of color shades of color fall leaves
color full coats in the winter obviously less color i the late fall and winter but there's brilliant sunlight off snowflakes Halloween thanksgiving bright colored pies and ice cream at thanksgiving the parade Christmas lights saves us hard to live without it on a winter night and anytime the light in our lovers or wife's eyes babies and children's eyes the light in our dreams the light of t.v.

I am me. I will continue to be me until I eventually am not. I can change how I look, who I talk to, what I show to others. All the while, though maybe buried deep down, I am still me. Possibly not to some people, but always with myself. Striving to gain a better understanding of not just the world around me but most importantly, of myself. My traumas, my mistakes, my impediments, my mannerisms, my talents, my hopes and dreams, my accomplishments – big and small alike. Become my identity. My own person.