Autumn - Constanza
As autumn's equinox draws nigh -
a turning point, fulcrum of light
the long, warm days give way to night.
The summer fades, from hot and dry
to harvest time and cooler days,
chromatic leaves worthy of praise.
A friend is gone. Her soul on high
still speaks to us, "Inscribe with words
poems of flowers, sunsets, birds".
And though we bid a sad goodbye:
to summer - autumn's beauty comes;
to friends - their soul's heartbeat still drums.
These thoughts lead to a double sigh:
a sigh of gloom - her earth path ends;
a sigh of joy - that we were friends.
As autumn's equinox draws nigh -
the summer fades from hot and dry,
a friend is gone... her soul on high.
And though we bid a sad goodbye,
these thoughts lead to a double sigh.
[Constanza]
In memory of Connie Marcum-Wong
Written 18 Sept 2022
Copyright © John Watt | Year Posted 2022
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