Warm Ground

Sunbeams hang as they are downed This fall's Twilight is where I'm found Here I be with my lengthened shadow Standing on God’s still warm ground Through bare branches streams the light Here I wait with growing fright What portends is cold n' snow Inside winter's approaching night The sun’s last word has not been said This eve is not the time I dread For now the sun is strong with glow This air is warm, summer's not dead 9/18