The Age Of Fall Poem by David Whalen

The Age Of Fall



A time when things material
begin to have little… or no
Import at all

A time closely akin to Nature’s transformation
From verdant summer green
To roseate and redolent Fall

A season in life…
as much a reason in Nature
When retrospection and reappraisal…

like falling leaves…
settle softly…subtly
On each one and all

A season when sentiments
of sincerity, and satisfaction
Reign supreme

As inevitably as soft blankets of leaves
And inexorable incursions
Of fall’s ice upon streams

A time of looking back o’er shoulder
No concern to what
Lies ahead

A time of taking stock of how life…like leaves
Has fallen about you and humbled
Your weary head

A time of peace…in both meadows and mind
Of qualities shared equally…
By both in kind

Ageing and Fall…times of hesitation
To look back upon…wistfully..
Your Summers and Spring

Of blossoming trees…and of fond memories
That only Ageing…
And fall can bring

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David Whalen

David Whalen

Covington Kentucky
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