When Summer's Gone


		Watching auburn skies
		in autumns flair 
		to tread in showers 
		of golden leaves 
		tossed to earth 
		to waiting arms 
		and rest in peace 
		now Summer's gone.
		
		Subtle winds dash 
		leaves to feed, 
		the coming Summers' 
		certain needs.  
		Remember, Autumns' tears 
		the wind must fell 
		make way for cold
		and dreary surge.
		
		Look long, long after 
		Summers' song and
		Summers' laughter.  
		Drift into tomorrow's dreams; 
		the sparkling tears 
		of falling rain; 
		Summers' gone, 
		now comes winters' fears.
		
		Sweet love of Springs' 
		seductive child, 
		flower of woman's gentle nest,
		to crown the Summers 
		glowing joy
		to fill the void, 
		give hope and more 
		is Summers' ploy.  
		
		My love so sweet 
		'neath Summers' spell, 
		through endless days 
		and nights divine 
		when intertwined 
		desires revenge exacts 
		the cost on Summers dream 
		then Summers gone.
		
© 1995-2001 A. Hominid G