For seven days and seven nights <br />The sun rose up and fell again <br />But while the stars spun round our heads <br />The moon was always on the wane. <br /> <br />For seven days and seven nights <br />The tide came in and fell away <br />But while the ships sailed in and out <br />The geese were leaving every day. <br /> <br />For seven days and seven nights <br />The wind blew strong then weak once more <br />But while the gusts swept round the trees <br />The leaves kept falling to the floor. <br /> <br />For seven days and seven nights <br />Your hand held tight in mine did spend, <br />But moon and geese and leaves foretold <br />That two would part at Autumn’s end. <br /> <br />(October 2007)<br /><br />Charles Wiles<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-autumn-s-end-best-love-poems/
