Pumpkin Time

The waltz would last forever, it seemed.

Yet the music stopped, the musicians went home.

The glittering coach and handsome four — gone,

Their honest, natural form restored.

In time, she remembered the dance,

But the music was forgotten.

— May, 2023

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