The Fall of Summer

Yesterday she left , warm and sunny ,all pleasant and funny Spend some time with me she said, for soon I will leave I lingered many months, my season ends , I will come again so don’t bereave Gone are the long summer evenings full of crickets ,cicadas and fireflies flickering light, Blinking their secret codes, mysterious and magic , in plain sight Marking time with the pale yellow moon passing thru starry fields of dark summer nights Fall sweeps in, proclaiming loud and clear, the death of summer is now so near The seeds run full nourishing the land , acorns dropping ,and everything ripens, Soon the trees will change their skin and like magic a new life appears From vibrant green to orange, red and yellow Long slow and rolling , dark green and pale ,the waves tamed and mellow, carry their lament Carrying a sharp edge the cold ,damp wind brings sudden intent Grey banks of clouds, long and low stretch to the horizon with their rainy content Soon Jackets and jeans ,sweatshirts and sleeves will take their rightful place , Layer upon layer will I make of bare legs and chests that were openly seen The deserted beaches , falling skies, pale and pink, all proclaim the long rest is now at hand Painted pumpkins all in a row dot the land with orange and black Mister owl haunts the night in his favorite wood on wing and nightcap While lingering over bare earth and frosted fields of yellow corn and golden ripe wheat Couples and lonely people ,walking silently, hand in hand, hurry back to their retreat And sailboats huddle close together on dry land almost within reach and wistfully watch the sea And I will sit near a warm glowing fire, book in one hand, sipping hot cocoa or tea