SEPTEMBER SUN

September sun don’t let me down there’s a touch of gloom in your eyes Should I be surprised by your sad smile when there is an impending good bye? September Sun darkness is advancing chill hovers in the air what is it like to stare at surrender and the loss of your power? You are

POEM SURPRISE

Fall is coming leaves are turning birds are chirping fire is burning cold is grasping summer’s riding away. ~ Joseph ~ The above poem was composed this afternoon by my son during a break from his schoolwork.   The poem started as his suggested verses to me.  While watching him do his work, I struggled