Tuesday, March 18, 2025
Will you leave me
In September?
When summer stutters
And maples blush?
Will you leave me
In October?
When the gale first toddles
And the tourists crush?
Will it be November?
When the harvest's time
Is due?
Or will it be December?
When all your people
Have laid sacrifice to Yule?
Do not leave me,
My darling,
In a season bright or cold.
Do not leave me,
My darling,
Please,
Until we're so very old.
