Indian Summer

 

 

A chill peaceful calm fills the Autumn air

Grey wispy mist dulls the morning glare

Sun in the ascent, it's path now quite low

Clearing the fog from the earth down below

 

 

A time to relax after long summer's toil

Cutting the grass and turning the soil

Borders now edged,the plants have been fed

Now time to enjoy,the bright coloured beds

 

 

Flower heads raised, to soak the sun's rays

As they cling to life for a few precious days

Birds in the trees sing out their last song

Migration draws near, the urge ever strong.

 

 

Leaves changing colour to rich russet brown

Awaiting a breeze for their dance to the ground

Growth has now ended, the grass not so green

But serenity reigns on this tranquil scene

 

 

A warm gentle zephyr, now rustles the leaves

Breaking a few as it blows through the trees

Now free they can dance in the air all around

Performing a ballet, then swoop to the ground

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

White clouds billow up in the sky overhead

Like pillows all puffed on a soft downie bed

These glorious days of warm Autumn fall

Defying the howl of the long winters call

 

 

 

A chill fills the air, skies no longer blue

Sun now takes on a yellow brass hue

Stiff breeze now blowing, trees start to bend

Our Indian Summer has comes to an end

 

Jim Campbell