Comments about Gerry Legister
The Warmth Of Summer
When the warmth of summer
Faded into a less superfluous display
The finesse and heart of style- weather
Changes to the frosty fingers of autumn grey.
I was caught in the midst of a new flame,
Stroking the ashes of that burnt out ember.
From the invisible sunshine that had gone
Quickly to slumber and ponder in a dream,
The firm fondness of fall autumn reclaimed,