Summer's End
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Breaking the silence at Summer's end;
the crackling crunch of leaves can be heard.
And the wind wails at trees that won't bend;
proclaiming such resistance absurd.
Songbird chicks have fledged and spread their wings;
their sweet songs have all but petered out.
No longer tethered, time cut their strings,
and gave them feathers to fly about.
The honking calls of migrating geese
reverberate as they fly in flocks.
And when snowflakes fall, those honks increase;
in response to calendars and clocks.
Winter approaches as a light snow
falls gently, covering Autumn's dead.
But soon, flurries aggressively blow,
burying everything that hasn't fled.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2023
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