Wednesday, 31 August 2011

The Last Day of Summer

Twenty third September
draws a line on summer day’s
optimism fading fast
in the mist of summer haze

No more those garden soiree’s
idling freely by the pond
effusive friendly moments
sipping sustenance most fond

Autumn winds are taunting
naked knees in summer shorts
Rustling leaves are whispering
Greater need for warm supports

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