Unwelcome guests

Autumn is bringing me
deep emotions as guests this year
and they are ones I would not now
willingly have in my house;
but yet I must receive them
since I extended the invitation,
albeit half-unwittingly.


So I open up my store of
memories for them to feed on.
And I light the candles, and
stack more logs by the hearth
and decorate the table with red and gold

and perhaps, later, the musicians will come
and we will at the end learn to dance together.