Memories of Dusk

Written by: Barbara Gorelick

Fading into dusk, the long summer days Childhood days that seemed to go on forever Forever a memory of times without care Always taking care to be home for dinner Sometimes dinner served in the shade of the arbor Green arbor trailing clusters of red grapes Grapes for snacking on fall afternoons Afternoon's when leaves started to turn red an gold The last golden days before another school year The years roll by, soon each one a memory Cherished memories of summers long gone Gone, not forgotten, now in the dusk of my days... Barbara Gorelick The Flavor of Dusk contest Wreath form.. 8/8/12