Longing For Fall

When late August turns its leaf As lovely as were the summer days Can’t help but breathe sighs of relief Endless frivolity we aimed to raise Barely surviving its absurd craze We’re exhausted as can be From cramming all that fun Into four months of festive spree Willfully living on the run Now we’re tired and so done A cooler sun transforms conditions And fun takes a backseat after all Back to dreams and ambitions With open arms we welcome fall As the pace slows to a crawl AP: 1st place 2020 Submitted on March 23, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND 1095 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST and August 31, 2018 for contest QUINTAIN (ENGLISH) sponsored by FRANCINE ROBERTS