Made & Fade
Springtime pries green from
winter’s frigid grip.
Snowy winter’s memories grow cold.
White blankets fade, expose brown
patches,
Create crystal freshets and lush
carpets.
Blossoms scent the path to summer
seasons:
Picnics, fireworks, and pools entice.
The last day of summer
Teases with a sunny smile,
The gentle touch of warming breeze,
And the lingering fragrance of
new-mown grass
Still linger as pleasantries of
passing days.
Daylight grows shorter
The nighttime becomes cooler.
Morning’s dew changes to light
hoary frost
Hints of seasons to come.
Foliage dulls and changes hues:
Green to reds, yellows and oranges.
Trees blaze in autumn garments.
Frost thickens, leaves stop holding
hands
Then brown and brittle, they fall
to earth.
Snow clad branches remain. Summer
memories fade and grow cold.
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