Summer's Slumber -Kissing the Moon

**~~** The balmy summer breeze Gently caresses the harvest saffron moon While it dreams memories of autumn’s golden red kiss Trees are shedding their emerald green summer tresses Kindly kissing the Earth as their garments fall gently below And flowers have shed their vivid colorful dresses As crimson amber leaves gently anoint the ground for show While Summer sheds her beautiful clothes - Mother Nature lovingly seduces her to dream She's kissed the shore with her elegant colorful attire She has painted the world with her exquisite apparel So now it's time for her yearly seasonal retire She paraded us with her resplendent painted scenes Blessed the birds in their angelic symphony of songs So now -it’s time for her to drink the dreams of slumber Taking the cup of restful sleep - is now where she belongs She asks the moon to wait patiently... For her splendid colorful return When she'll paint the world with her radiant painted tresses Where once more her regal colors will burn She'll brush the Earth in regal glorious colors Dressing up again in her brilliant, picturesque dresses As the ruby red blaze of autumn begins to kiss the Earth With her dazzling hues of gold and coral valor But before she goes... She gently reaches out with her one last caress... Softly whispering as she sweetly kisses the moon ”It’s time now for fall - it’s time for me to undress” She softly breathes her dulcet ending tune... "Goodnight", she gently whispers ... "I’ll see you soon Mr. Moon Please...will you wait for my return? Quietly - she drifts into her splendid, peaceful dreams… Slumbering peacefully - Safely harbored in Mother Nature’s loving arms As mellow zephyrs gently caress autumn's waiting whispers While the moon drizzles its shimmering dusty charms Serenading nature with his soft silvery tune As this luminous gleaming Luna Mister Cordially opens his welcoming hands To September's colors of orange and golden browns Awaiting the arrival of dancing petals As he gently embraces autumn's leaf draped lands Next he’ll greet the season’s sister From the pristine silverblue Northern Isles... Awaiting dancing ivory snowflakes he'll cheerfully greet winter With his warm welcoming golden smile