We've passed the equinox
the days are shorter than the nights
summer has gone
autumnal introspection is here
I see your spirit
I still hear your voice
your cat plays
you're with her still
Wherever you are
wherever your cats are
your music lives on
as does your smile
The time comes near
just six weeks from now
when the year will have
turned full circle
It was under Canopus' lamp
watched over by Orion
that you swam away
into the night
At the Window on the West
she plays, carrying your spirit
Your music lives on
in all of us
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