In the Month of November

This season,

called Autumn;

following Summer.

And in the summer of 2015,

my life changed.

By death. 

My brother passed.

In the night.

Of a hot August day.

My mother left,

after a summer of misery;

when the seasons changed 

in September.

This season, 

is of mourning.

And hope.

And loss.

And love that does not end.

B.DeMers 10/21/15