A Splendor Brief

Summer heat sparks a flame Which blazes through sultry days Soon it will flicker, as autumn claims its niche, and sets the leaves ablaze Autumn's scene is but a splendor brief From its blaze will come falling leaves And soon the trees, with branches bare Stand like sentinels, guarding winds of despair Then we feel autumn's chill No doubt borrowed from winter's frosty till And then winter wears its snowy crown As snowflakes come gently falling down Yet spring will soon dethrone this icy king And rise up blooming, as it sweetly sings - 9-5-18