Nature's Shift

The opus leggy grasses sing in the gusts Curious hands stretched across the blade tips Inviting the musty scene of autumns blush Candy orange blossom apple crisp Cherry red brush ablaze over the fields A meadows laughter, a meadows wish Gathering dews drops that gently glisten Harps of elation's pluck the birds of song Soon they take flight for a journey, listen The linger crickets ponder chirping shoreward Soon naked birch peel their tender bark Steel eyes from above cast their calendar forward Lonesome nights straddle below the moons eyes Shinning down like glass upon the a midnight hour Lapping bonnets of quaggy fen and the eerie loons cry Summer has stroked on by!