A Sonnet of Autumns Gifts

A SONNET OF AUTUMNS GIFTS The spirit said, “Isn’t it time for autumn’s glow? Why do you hold onto the warmth of summer’s love?” Startled by the interrogation thought amused, but was so Holding to moments, words, reflections, golds and doves “And isn’t it true when the clouds overcast the sky To those who write, who draw, who tell tales emerge? Yet, in summer, the activities lure the artists follies, neigh?” Procrastinating the words that must come, it does urge T’is known, when the snakes retreat, and the bear hibernates And fires images that dance in your thoughts and you scry Know too well, the time to create has come and arrived Thus open the doors and welcome inside Oh, my love of design and writing, how I’ve missed you That only autumn’s falling golden hues graciously gift ©2016 Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved