The August Hush Poem by Elizabeth Shield

Bars of light across my legs
As daylight dies and summer fades
And wistful wind goes whistling where
Green leaves rake the sky so bare
And leave an etching on the blue,
White condensation trailing through,
While we beneath stir up the dust
And pass through gates covered in rust.
The creek will go on laughing there
No matter who is here to care.

Now I go trailing down the halls,
While all around the evening calls.
Bathing me in slanting light
Invited out into the night.
Where glowing thousands fill the sky
Twinkling stars and fireflies.
As gossamer hands lay liquid jewels
Upon the winsome spider's spools.
And all the time the crickets sing
Vibrant and sweet, of endings.

Soon, at last, all will depart
Except, a fragment of my heart,
Which has grown in amongst the trees
And thus can never fade or leave.
Though I grow old and go my way,
A piece of me will always stay.
In this knowledge I am content
Effects of a summer well spent.