The Fall Sky Has Found Me
The Fall sky has found me today Earth's crown dressed in blue, replaced by the gray Tears of the season sooth the scorched fields Soon Earth will sleep, soon it will heal Wind scours the warmth with merciless treason My Summer well lived, I resign to the season Alas! Now we'll know the bite and the howl. Not far in the distance breathes Winter most foul. Is it so fearful you beg to beware No ! T'is the blessing of God's loving care. Doubt not resurrection as Summer does close There are yet many Springs for the blush of the rose. Copyright © 2005 by Marc Ernest Brodeur