Summer Comes Grudgingly to a Close

Fern like fingers trace window pane

curling around, fanning, obscures view

street below shimmers in dawn

asphalt's whitish-grey veneer

due to reason of rime.

Breath catches on cold

hangs in air smokelike

chill breeze sneaks down neck

bundle-zip up tighter

& scurry to frosty auto.

Leaves crunch underfoot

crystals breaking, shattering,

abandoned spiderweb sparkles,

frozen dewdrops catching rays

& transforms light to rainbows.

Frost coats the windshield

grudgingly scrape icy film away

motor pumps exhaust into air

inhale deeply a big nosefull

& cough it back to nature.

Auto warms along dark streets

glimmering in early day

horizon brightens with pink-orange

reflecting on shiny puddles

miniature skating rinks.

Frigid temps signals summers end

as autumn pushes heavily through door

demanding entry into New England,

time's ripe to unpack warmer clothes

& reluctantly pack away shorts, tees, & trunks.

Goodbye season of fun in the sun,

hello season of fun in the leaves,

soon to be season of fun in the snow,

followed by seaon of fun in the flowers;

four seasons in which to rejoice & be glad.

Halleluiah!