A Summer Perspective

A SUMMER PERSPECTIVE

Hark this man
Having kin with the sun
This cheery old man
Beloved by everyone

        For instance
In his fancy we find
Benign    distant clouds
That linger
Morphologically in mind

Meeting frozen November
With soul’s special eyes
He conjures wild colors
Warmed spirit as prize

This summer perspective
He keeps yearly round
To cheer and good fortune
His life force is bound

Dave Austin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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December 1, 2016 at 2:40 PM
It's such a fantastic poem! It sure would be wonderful if we took a lesson from this fellow and were happy and cheery. It sure warms your heart when someone is so happy and kind to his fellow man. Loved the poem!
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November 13, 2016 at 9:01 AM
Have been musing about "This cheery old man" with his "Summer Perspective".:) No better way to beat of the blues than to invite a warmer perspective. There'd been a Nature.org. program about cats. Interesting, the wild to the domestic.:)) I'll write to you this week. Missing you, love, Mikki
Dietrich Avatar
November 10, 2016 at 8:36 PM
You outdid yourself on this one, dear man. I love it!
Yvonne Avatar
November 10, 2016 at 10:04 AM
Another wowzer daver. Stunning. Feeling privileged to read your work. Often too busy caring for my mother who is bed ridden. I have her with me set up in a hospital bed. It's a 24/7 responsibility and a lot of work. A Fav and lots of love my dear friend.
Austin Avatar
November 11, 2016 at 11:56 AM
Love to both you and your mother. Thanks for taking time to visit Love, daver
Maverick Avatar
November 8, 2016 at 3:21 PM
Hi Daver, I'd like this kind of man as a friend, well done all round'
Austin Avatar
November 10, 2016 at 9:03 AM
Thanks, Joe. I guess I wrote this one to cheer myself up. Love, DAve
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November 7, 2016 at 11:52 AM
Oh, Dave, I once had an old neighbor like this. I did love him and truly miss him now. I'll always be cheered when I think of him.
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