its become a bona fide winter in sunshine
as fall embraces the west
showering our usual expectations a top a
remembrance quest
six hour glass months beyond springs
partially opened door
the latest season rouses to shout
o lay! and corral the hope filled arrival
of her ever faithful annual amour
a free spirit mystery of wonder drapes herself
dramatically upon the days to follow
sleeping bygones take a cautious dip in April's
fair showers
with their pride placed on plate of dew
they each over indulge to swallow
alas the great celebration of seasons
faultlessly begins
and 'The Cycle Of Growth' like that of true
love
never ends.................................
(Dec. 3, 1996)