Final day of Summer
and I muse on the breezes …
Like the Spirit Who blows
wherever He pleases.
A certain sadness nearby
as her exit draws near
For Summer’s fully-ripened presence
has been fulfilled here.
And I sense her travail
to bring about a new birth
As the faint signs of Autumn
appear on the earth.
We embrace one last day
while she bears down with her all
For in just a few hours,
she will bring forth fall.
Chrisoriley 2020
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