Dear Summer

“The wind said,

Dear Summer, where do you go?

When the leaves turn red

And the world turns cold

And Summer replied

With a rustling yawn

I’m here, dear friend

Simply resting, not gone.” Laura Jaworski

September

“September with its easy smile

Said Summer, won’t you stay awhile?

The misty morns will soon along

And earth will sing her Autumn song

And how enchanting it will be

But just for now

Come sit with me.”

Laura Jaworski

Autumn Joy by Laura Jaworski 🍂

“Summer sighs a soft goodbye

September days unfold

A world awash in greenery

Will soon melt into gold

As colors change and rearrange

The painter’s hand is poised

To dab each leaf in aureate

And fashion autumn joy.”

Laura Jaworski