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