Waving Good-bye
The winding down of Summer came,
and left September's majestic melancholy mood,
a sort of limbo hanging mist, of sweet farewell's
to sunlit energies and frolics gayety's
that came and went, as if only a day had passed,
leaving reflecting memories to hold in heart
October crisp brought flaming sunsets to behold
glimmering over hushed cool lake waters, free now
of human noise, piers,speed boats and such
and in the quiet twilight you could hear
the water bellow a deep breathe of relief
waves washing to each shore Summer's derbies
Once again feelings of joy would overcome me
hearing; fearless fish flop a top clear waters
as flocks of squawking geese flew overhead
and all the busy critters in the thicket could be heard
while lazy sun rays kissed trees to glorious golden reds,
amid them stood strong needle Pines, forever green.
Surprising once again
all is well, just as the year before.
The winding down of Summer came,
and left September's majestic melancholy mood,
a sort of limbo hanging mist, of sweet farewell's
to sunlit energies and frolics gayety's
that came and went, as if only a day had passed,
leaving reflecting memories to hold in heart
October crisp brought flaming sunsets to behold
glimmering over hushed cool lake waters, free now
of human noise, piers,speed boats and such
and in the quiet twilight you could hear
the water bellow a deep breathe of relief
waves washing to each shore Summer's derbies
Once again feelings of joy would overcome me
hearing; fearless fish flop a top clear waters
as flocks of squawking geese flew overhead
and all the busy critters in the thicket could be heard
while lazy sun rays kissed trees to glorious golden reds,
amid them stood strong needle Pines, forever green.
Surprising once again
all is well, just as the year before.