Autumn Sky

In my great grandmother's time, All one needed was a broom To get to see places And give the geese a chase in the sky. • The stars know everything, So we try to read their minds. As distant as they are, We choose to whisper in their presence. • Oh Cynthia, Take a clock that has lost its hands For a ride. Get me a room at Hotel Eternity Where Time likes to stop now and then. • Come, lovers of dark corners, The sky says, And sit in one of my dark corners. There are tasty little zeroes In the peanut dish tonight.