Summer's End

The sun decends now, more hurriedly 
With barely a ripple, the lake is calm
Precious time on the dock is limited 
As night grows still, and darkness befalls

September's arrival is upon us
Cooler mornings and evenings too
Orchard apples near ripe for the picking
Sedums and chrysanthemums bright in bloom

Vibrant-leaved trees will soon abound
Hot spice drinks, and woolen sweaters, worn
Harvest fields lined with oranges, reds and golds
Falling temperatures soon be the norm

Fresh, crisp air begets morning frost
Foilage frees and lets go, its turn to descend
Becoming crunches and crackles underfoot 
Alas, autumn follows the summer's end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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September 9, 2020 at 12:02 AM
I am transported to a different place and time. Like a fading memory reignited. The promises of youth are now the golden dreams of yesterday. A beautiful way of saying "I love you." "Come join me in my world, please rediscover the Autumn in your heart, your mind, your soul, the missing part, beyond the grind, the half to make you whole." Yes, that is what your poem says to me. Thank you.
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