A poem about my thoughts at this time of year.
©Carol Robson 2013
I’m feeling a cooler summer warmth
faces with perhaps a lesser smile
people with a little more garb about them
I feel a change in seasons is upon us.
Summer flowers, dropping, fading away
gardens once full of healthy colouration
have plants so forlorn with loss of flowers
like small forests, stripped to stringy limbs.
A weaker sun arcing down, leaving us early
nights drawing in with a shiver of what’s to come
curtains drawn hiding us away
clinging to thoughts of warm sunny evenings.
Short days and long nights to come we fear
dreary days, lives shuffling through fallen leaves
autumn morns so refreshing as watery sun lies low
quickly winter comes, chilled to bone with a shiver.
Glistening snow, icicles adorning where water dripped
winter has its special days, childhood memories with children now
our earth emerges from its white coat with flowers of eternal spring
dreams of warm days to come, smiles return with warming hearts.
© Carol Robson2013