Autumn At Hand
AUTUMN AT HAND
Once again the dog days
Days and nights
With autumn close at hand
Only now do I think of summer
Recounting lost times
Those spells of full awakening
When rush of bloom was faith’s restoration
Only now does that complete blessing thrill
awareness once again
And I offer belated thanks
Thanks before the first chill wind reminds
Life is fleeting
Life is precious
Go then these last so few days and enjoy
Head held high for count of those many many
summers past
In faith that all renews and renews
That this ample sunny sunny state will come
again and again
Dave Austin
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2015
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