The last solemn day. <br />Gone the leaves of May. <br />Creep slowly with solemn Grey. <br />Meadow lark sings no more. <br />Times eternity, an open door. <br />Sweet smells fill an empty room. <br />My soul flew past a naked moon. <br />Romance has found a silver spoon. <br />Empty cry of a desolate loon. <br /> <br />copyright 2005 POEWHIT <br />search: POEWHIT <br /> <br />JESUS SAVES<br /><br />JOE POEWHIT<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/summers-end-3/
