It's not time yet but it soon will be
The mornings will reclaim some darkness
And the evenings will lengthen
A darkness is coming
It's still yellows and oranges
Bright things still twinkling
Cerulean blue dancing in the sky
Summer still shines
But the seasons will shift
September rustles around the corner
And Autumn is checking
That it's dancing shoes are ready
Browns and reds and purples are shifting
Greens and blues and yellows fading
The earth is saving is strength
Changing colours, falling
Claire Buss is a multi-genre author and poet, completely addicted to cake. Find out more about her books on her website clairebuss.co.uk. Join the discussion in her Facebook group Buss's Book Stop.
Nice poem. So agree with you about having a bit of a wobble now. I have been feeling a bit up and down too. Good to know that we're all in this together.
ReplyDeleteIt is odd, isn't it? This wobble that seems to be affecting everyone but like you say, at least we're all together with it.
Deletelovely poem!😻
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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