Jim Milks

Rookie - 0 Points (2/7/1966 / Boston)

Summer’s Last Gasp - Poem by Jim Milks

The summer sun moves across the sky in a gentle caress
A thousand flower petals dance in the air
Oh Fate! Thou art an evil mistress
Bringing into this peaceful place such despair

I try to gather them all in a desperate plea
As they slip through my trembling grasp
The petals scatter to the wind like worthless debris
as I sadly watch summers final gasp

© JPM 6/12/08

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 12, 2008

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