A crazy quilt of leaves covers the ground, <br />A riot of confetti drifts earthward bound. <br />Summer is over, and summer’s last dawn. <br />Earth, sound your golden trumpets, summer is gone! <br /> ~ ~ ~ <br />As I look back over the years, <br />Memories like leaves, dropp down <br />One by one, amid the echo of laughter and the flow of tears. <br />Once, our love lay draped before us, like a colorful gown. <br /> <br /> But the gown became torn, <br /> And you went away, <br /> Even though we’d sworn <br /> To love each other, through all days. <br /> <br />The gown wore thin and crumbled into dust. <br />Yesterday’s gown now tattered and shorn, <br />Quietly blew away in a cold wind’s gust. <br />I saw you today, and I forgot to mourn. <br /> <br />Memories, drifting through my mind. <br />I captured a bright golden memory, still pure. <br />A warm, loving memory, that with my heart still binds. <br />At least this shining bit of our love endures. <br /> <br /> The gown became torn. <br /> At our feet shattered promises lay. <br />Yet, perhaps such memories, old and worn, <br /> Will make them true in a way. <br /> ~ ~ ~ <br /> <br />In a swirl of colors, Autumn arrives, <br />And through it, love and beauty will always survive! <br />Cloaked in the wind and bejeweled with rain, <br />Faithful Autumn, forever, gathers brightly gowned summer’s crumbling train.<br /><br />Mary Naylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-autumn-of-forever-quatrain/
