Seasonal Adaptation

Pop64

As warmth of breath ends on Autumn’s eve

I ponder expectations yet to achieve

And still through change, I must believe

That tomorrow… will be better

 

While the sun now sets an earlier chime

I ponder thoughts of wasted time

And all those hills I’ve yet to climb

As we approach the cooler weather

 

In the ever-changing landscape of Fall

All those many moments I now recall

Will serve as reminders on my wall

That tomorrow…must be better

 

Alas, as summer’s many days descend

I must realize it’s not an end

Just a time to now transcend

To make tomorrow…better

  • Author: Michael (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2023 06:25
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Teddy.15

    Ah such a beautiful poem with two meanings one of seasons of nature and the other seasons of one's life. 💖

    • Pop64

      Thank you, friend!

    • hzugman

      Very nicely put, Pop. Love the transcend at the end (which, of course, is really not the end).

      • Pop64

        Never really is the end, thank you



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