Autumnal Equinox

Summer lingers, holding out

as the Autumnal Equinox appears

like a spoiled child hanging on

summer refuses to give way.

Even as the leaves turn

from green to shades of red

even with the scent of decay

summers tentacles hold fast

refusing to acknowledge it’s death.

Like an old man, at the end of life

who clings tenaciously at the last

summer hangs on eyes wide open.

Yet, soon, it will yield to change

like we who live here must do

yielding to the seasons of life

as we live in the midst of death.

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