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September 28, 2005
The Fading Summer
The Autumn chill is coming,
Flowing thru the trees.
Behind the touch of summer goes
With the flight of birds and bees.
The hummingbirds fly swiftly south
Across the Gulf so far.
By day they travel with the sun,
By night, the shining star.
The crops are in, the storage made
In fruit jars on the shelf.
The final garden remnants,
Look as jaded as one's self.
Preserves and jellies put aside,
And pickled melon rinds,
Tomato juice for drinks or stews,
And perhaps a touch of wine.
The fields still hold bright yellows though,
For the wandering eye to view.
As pumpkins labor to finish their growth
And serve as they must do
As jack-o'-lanterns for the child,
That lives within us all,
And pumpkin pies for dinner
When the family comes to call.
Thanksgiving comes upon us
With snow not far behind,
But lasting thoughts of summer
Still linger in the mind.
~ İDantesdevl ~
Posted by tracey at September 28, 2005 09:20 PM
Comments
What a nice pairing of words and picture...
Posted by: dan at September 28, 2005 11:20 PM