Summer Fades

I am sitting near the fountain again.
I see leaves on the path as summer fades.
I find the whispers of the water soothing.
Why don’t I come here more often?

The roses are almost gone.
The light is gray and clouds fill the sky.

I am joyful today—my life is complete.

Soon the fountain will stop.
The water will drain away.
It will flow again when spring returns.

W. Wayne B.

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© 2012 W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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