Saturday, August 2, 2014

Autumn Dust



Do you still remember when
When summer was forever and
August was your friend

 In times ago there was a rush
one not hurried but one that must
of needs to lead you to a place
a place of wonder, a place of grace

Then come the fall and come the rust
of autumn colors and harvest dust

Yet in your heart it will remain
that even in the autumn rain

The only things that tend to stay
Are the smell of grass and new cut hay

Basking in the autumn sun
I still remember summers fun

Now for me a new refrain
While walking in the autumn rain

But winter winds can conjure thoughts
That in the spring will thaw the frost
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