SUMMER SHORT AND AUTUMN CHANGE

I watch a discolored leaf caught in a web~

Flagging in the breeze~

As the golden rods take a stance~

In early fall they do as they please.

The baby chipmunks are on their own~

Now learning to hunt for food~

Amongst the decrepit stone wall~

Frail and weak falling apart~

On its last leg~

Making many a hiding stall.

The leaves on many of the trees~

Are already starting to change~

While others fall to the ground~

Now life as we knew it is rearranged.

Squirrels scamper about collecting acorns~

Strewn on the lawn~

When they see danger a brisk~

They flick their tails making a warning call.

The air it changes hurried~

It never stays the same~

First a zesty rain~

Than some sun and humidity~

Embracing the day.

This summer seemed too short~

Lacking those hot sultry times~

Where did it go that autumn is~

Already creating an exchange~

Reminding us that winter will~

Again be hard to face.

The grass it has come to a growing halt~

Brown now the corners of the moss~

While grape vines still yearn to climb~

And the brooks they overflow.

The humming birds have left for~

A warm more decorative flowered place~

Crickets still chirp ~

While the bees are confused~

Looking for the food that once~

Was in this space.

Summer was too short this year~

Now autumn makes the change~

I have mixed emotions~

Of elation~

Than great sorrow nothing stays the same.

By

Lisa J. Warner

AKA

Lisa Luv

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