Seasons Shifting

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Seasons Shifting
by Everett A Warren

June 3, 2006

Darkness is coming
and there is an autumnal chill
in the late spring air
and the words seem to be taking me there,
somewhere on the edge of seasons
The failing oak with its ghost-grey limbs
reminds me more of winter snows
and seems to speak louder
than the bright green leaves that surround it
but the birds sing as always
remote voices reminding me
of the warmth that comes and goes
the heat of summer that parches the land
held off for a moment
as cooler breezes prevail.

Copyright (c) 2006 Everett Ambrose Warren