Oh, gentle shade
of lovely tree --
songbirds trill a
symphony.
Long shadows
punctuate the days--
the beetles work is done.
The last sweet nector
for honey-bee;
we're sheltered now
upon the lee.
Just wait: the smokey fires
will burn,
and the leaves will
fall...
for sweet Autumn,
all too soon,
will come.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 1:33 PM UTC
Oh, gentle shade
of lovely tree --
songbirds trill a
symphony.
Long shadows
punctuate the days--
the beetles work is done.
The last sweet nector
for honey-bee;
we're sheltered now
upon the lee.
Just wait: the smokey fires
will burn,
and the leaves will
fall...
for sweet Autumn,
all too soon,
will come.