September it was

On a Sunday afternoon

lunch, I barely recollect 

we talked about future perhaps

or was it about past mishaps

some moments are a blur

I do remember giggles

of you two, so much so 

mouth trickling dribbles 

we drove back home 

almost reaching the gate

you took a sudden left

vroom, vroom zoomed the car

giggles become laughter

and you go faster 

I pass a glance 

you shrug, 

good times aren't a chance

off we run to green grass

breeze and sun gently in swing

I lay down 

crisp soft grass tickly in my ears

I squint my eyes, close it shut

sun filtering through trees 

I was half asleep

you both running around 

picking up fallen leaves 

I can hear the rustle now

of steps and the leaves 

almond leaves!

those large oval serrated ones

yellow, shade of red

foliage ready for it's showtime 

fallen flowers adds to the rhyme

you both gently come lay

a tiny head and a large head

on my chest 

whisper the stories of leaves

In that moment

tears must have flowed 

It flows now in abundance 

for it was precious 

to feel intimacy of love 

in midst of light and cosmos

When was all this?

September it was!!