The Blooms Of Autumn
I see the rain
melt away
and the dust
and the shadows
drifting out of sight
with you
comes new life
even the leaves
long withered
on the tree
are now crackling anew
you are
a rippling mirror
which reflects
a clear blue sky
spring and summer
have long since flown
but I’ve heard it told
that the blooms
of autumn
are slow
to fade away
and I think
that our sky
will long be bright
and linger
as it moves to grey
© Ann Bagnall
