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