Sunday Awakens
Sunday awakens, stretches her arms
It's sunny outside, the air's laden with charms
Can it really be October already?
Sure enough, yet delight's holding steady
The morning is warm and inviting
The skies are clear-blue, on a kite-string
Birds are still chirping, the green grass yet sings
Oh, let winter come without warning between
~ Gershon Wolf, October 03, 2021 ~
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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