Autumn Worries

Autumn Worries

When the last leaf falls
and streets go gray

When days cut their hours
and dark shades each end

When temperatures drop low
when furnaces blow strong

What will the widow do?

With caution she walks
to the curb for her mail

But when ice coats her way
when her food supply drops

when snow piles high
to block her escape

When strong winds blow
and she lives all alone

What will the widow do?

by Lori Lipsky

19 thoughts on “Autumn Worries

  1. Besides the poignant tone of the poem, and the particularly stunning lines
    ‘When days cut their hours
    and dark shades each end’
    this can serve as a wake-up call for all of us to check on those who live alone
    in our neighborhoods. No government program can be as effective as a compassionate neighbor.
    Excellent as usual, Lori!

      • I agree with Anita. I came looking for yellow chairs and found a stark poem but it is so rich with imagery. Up until 6 months ago, my 95 year old grandmother lived alone and in another state and I’d love to know about others like her who are closer to me that I could drop in on.

  2. Thank you Lori for this poem. It reminds me of my in-laws who still live alone (their choice) in their 80’s and 90’s. We have recently all decided that it is nearing the time when more help is needed. Beautifully written. đŸ™‚

  3. Effective words, Lori. This reminds me to make sure my elderly friends and neighbors have someone watching out for them. And makes me willing to be that someone!

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