Summer's Fall
Summer’s Fall
Slow bleeding trees stand,
pallbearers to a failing Summer’s
last warm, moist breath.
Cold moon casts shadows into
early darkness, on flowers shivering
in chilling soil. Thus does Autumn’s
beauty shield us from our pain.
John G. Lawless
9/6/2014
for PD’s One Autumn Night(in just 7 lines) – Poetry Contest
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2014
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