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THIS IS MY SUMMER REQUIEM """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" BY S.C.MITCHELL SEPTEMBER 2015. """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" Like one with slippered feet - the summer sun Moves silently across her beaten path - as lower Now - she dips her head in golden light and glorious Rays - for fear lest those with saddened eyes - cause her To pause awhile more - as cooler eves replace her Warmer - pleasant nights of yester days - alas - With clouded eyes - her time has come - with Longing sighs and backward glance - she Bids farewell - she cannot stay - She must be gone . This is her lowly curtsy now - a costume change from Multitudes of greens -and glorious array of every fruit and Flower- that she could say - See what I've done - all this for you - To please your heart and satisfy your every need - and cover every Fragrant bower with pure delight - until that inner joy welled up - like Bubbling brooks and sweet refreshing showers - but - Regrettably - I cannot stay - I must step back - And take my bow - and- Slip away . This is my Summer Requiem - to herald in the golden sunset Skies - that speaks of Autumn's entrance now - when leaves - Transformed into a work of art - can feast the eyes in blankets of Their lustrous reds and golds - and russet hues - and soften the most Hardened cynic's heart - and drive away the melancholic's blues - and Leave a gentle footprint - that forbids all anxious fears and pending Gloom to start - and says - Be thou at peace - though change will surely come - it shall Be well - dear heart. """"""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""" Here we are again at the end of Summer time in Britain , when the air starts to feel cooler and the Autumn leaves are beginning to show their deeper colours to tell us times of change are with us yet again . For some , this is a time of sadness , because the beauty of summer is fading fast and the darker nights will soon be setting in , but it doesn't have to be that way . All the Seasons are beautiful in their own way , and we should learn to embrace the changes with a contented heart . So it is with life for each one of us . The changing years each hold their own special joys , and I pray that whatever stage of life you are at right now , it will be one of Love , joy and peace for you my friends. God bless you always Stella >< Vote for this poem
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