Randomling One and Randomling Two
Autumn Does Come
Randomling One
A crispness stirs in early morn
From dewdrops that overnight were born.
On autumn's air
There lingers sounds of leaves summer worn.
Rustling dried shucks 'pon summer's corn
Dance with a flair
The Autumn Of Our Life
Randomling Two
In this autumn of our years
Let's enjoy life and revere
Live for God, mate, and then self
Encourage, support, shoo all fears
In this slow sunset of our years
Let love be in itself
Form: Rime Coue'e
Inspired by Mary Oliver Rotman's contest..
in itself means alone/ let love stand alone
Written: August 10, 2015
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2015
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