With the strength to dig a hoe
And ideas never called a doe
Creativity profound like its afternoon
October children are blessed.
Every ending of a cycle,
Is the beginning; ideally.
Coming twilight in november
October is natures funeral month.
Every fresh ready to dry-up a flesh
In October, the leaf falls
No wonder, its child is born for woe
God protects the October child.
Business boom, and does the purse
Woe was four months before
Mellow, take a toast, don’t be sober,
For October does his work well.