Wax and Wane

Ever positive, ever growing, The emotions will keep flowing The flit of a bird, The sound that is heard, The senses rejoice Joined in one voice One call, One chorus heard throughout the forest. As the summer comes to a close Sitting there sunning in repose. Marveling at life’s great changes The things that it rearranges The life that is wrought from the battles that were fought. The strike of the barb The rend of the heart The willing retort The retreat to pillowed forts But the strength from within A new beginning to begin. New heights to climb A new time to shine. Enjoy the life that is given As that’s the one worth living.