Setting Sun
I race for summer's setting sun
as crimson bleed the alder leaves
in late September’s crisp blazon.
I race for summer's setting sun
across the low unbroken run
past pyramids of flaxen sheaves.
I race for summer's setting sun
as crimson bleed the alder leaves.
Copyright © Dale Gregory Cozart | Year Posted 2017
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