Dr John Celes
Sonnet: Autumnal Sense
The scorching summer seemed to end at last;
Mid-summer rain had done its duty, part;
Most people heaved a sigh although aghast;
All prayed to God to have a change of heart!
God heard the fervent pleas of beast and men;
The breeze of autumn blew across the yard;
A change of season, Maker ushered then;
This summer made life really too hard!
I was about to leave my cabin fast;
A mug of chocolate hot remained in hand;
I stared at leaves that flew my window past;
Gold, red and brown, they piled when they did land.
The leaves had gathered near the worn out fence;
And very soon, I got the autumn’s sense!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 20-08-2013
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