Friday, September 18, 2015

Summer is Fading Fast



Summer is Fading fast
Fall is upon us at last
Gone is the Gold of the grasses in the field
Wind whipped leaves in piles yield
A hint of Winter's barren branches

Summer's last Breath is nigh
Warm light breezes like a sigh
The Dawn's late rise a harbinger
Just a taste of coolness lingers
Through the morning




9 comments:

MilitaryPugWife said...

Great poem noodles!!

Two French Bulldogs said...

Summer went very fast. Pretty soon Santy is coming
Lily & Edward

stellaroselong said...

Mom wants fall to stay around for a long time cos she is not ready to face Christmas....................stella rose

Idaho PugRanch said...

41 degrees here this morning
hugs
Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel

Adi said...

This is very beautiful! Autumn is my favorite season.<333

Vegetarian CourtesyCheese with Papas

Hilary said...

great poem!!!

Cookie's Comments said...

When mum and I go out in the early morning, there is enuf of a nip in the air that mum has to wear a lightweight jacket/hoodie. We BOTH LUV it!!

STELLA and RORY from Down Under said...

Howdy Noodles. Lovely poem little mate. We are enjoying Spring here in Oz and it is so wonderful after a long cold winter. At least you get to see the pretty colours of the Autumn trees. Take care.
No worries, and love, Stella and Rory

Anonymous said...

You are a great Pug Poet!
Daisy and Scooter Pugman