October Outing

Susan Meredith Hinckley
1 min readOct 1, 2016

Oh, autumn you may drive us
through your days
seven at a time, only
let us have the back seat, roll
the windows down so we
can hang our tongues out, taste
the wind, the only sound our own
ears flapping, happy
just to see what comes
our only thought, do
take us where you have to go
but step on it.

dog image by michael verhoef

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Susan Meredith Hinckley

I got myself here. Looks like it’s up to me to write my way out.