dusk arising

it aint our summer

it aint our summer no more
     but still the sun shines
         for you and me it's autumn
golden days are shorter now
     but fielding colours all the richer
         they say its the most beautiful of seasons


       and now i know why

the rush of spring growth was exciting
     then blazing summer burned away
         our energy sapped before we knew it
but here we are, quietly alive,
     enriched by those yesterdays
         learning the true value of our lives together

Comments11

  • sylviasearcher

    A lovely poem giving value to the autumn of life and love.

  • Michael Edwards

    Great work - so well expresses what so many of us think about the Autumn of our lives - mind you not I'm looking forward to winter !!

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful loving write.

  • Aislinn Wilson

    vivid

  • Gary Edward Geraci

    The ever changing seasons are a great metaphor for our ever changing feelings. I enjoyed your writing.

  • Maxine Smith

    A brilliant read, beautifully expressed. I liked a lot.

  • Mj_santos

    Love the creativity in your words

  • Teyonce

    This says a lot, I love it

  • Jane Frye

    I was wowed by your poem. Thank you for sharing it.

  • lasergraph

    Having someone to follow the path with makes the journey so much richer.

  • Neville

    I am kinda glad I found this on the run up to Spring... it gives a little hope during what can be a very deceiving time of year.... N



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