Autumn Evenings

Autumn evenings 

the temperature drops 

from warm to put-on-your-jacket 

perfect for watching the sky

for sitting outside 

around a little fire

as the fire in the sky dims

Roast some marshmallows

over the firepit

remember the day 

whose light has faded

and will never come again

and the sparks fly into the black

becoming invisible

The daylight hours are gone

never to be touched again

memory only imperfectly

preserves it

and like the colored clouds

the taste of sweet char and sight of glowing embers

slips away into the night