Cheeky Missy

Autumn's Promise....Love Won!

(sonnet attempt # VIII)

VIII

The trees are bare of golden leaves by now.
Their foliage so bright and gay lit life;
For under grey and low'ring skies a strife
'Twixt cheerful, carefree, lazy summer how
Best winter's deadly chill and frozen brow
Could ever subtly unseen bury life
Acceptably 'gainst all creation's cries---
(Since spring would bring renewal all around)
Was waging war in all the hearts that love,
Who shrinking from its deadly prison sighed
And longingly for love's true promise sought
Reprieve from winter's death......they looked above:
And brightly golden flutt'ring lit the skies----
For love burned brightest as his chains he wrought!

26NOV10

"....for love is strong as death;...." Song of Songs 8:6b