Shortened Days
Creeping morn's damp coats fen and fair
Shrouded pond exhales its steamy breath
a solitary crow observes the creeping cold
finished fields of golden rod wave and nod
beckoning yellow tailed corn, farmer's friend
ripe stalks stand, a season's offering
air is still, undecided rain or shine
languid warm memories of summer fun
blown away by change
crisp shortened days end before dark
blossoms, trees blush with fall's brush
wind shaken trees orphan their young
loosed leaves, whose days are numbered
lost, looking for a place to rest
whiffs, windrows scampering breeze blown
pungent reminder, yesterday's youthful glee
night scatters stars over changing skies
dawn surprises with frosted vision
overhead winged formations wheel, spiral
turn south, their frolicking days now near spent
the radiant belle has left the ball
weeping soft tears against my window pane.
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