Final Performance
by Bette A. Stevens © 8/29/2012
While asters, purple tutus donned
With velvet yellow crowns
Ballet to cricket violins,
Sway tiptoe in their gowns;
A golden orb in treetops rests
The stage a soft pale blue
And I among their audience
Too soon must say, “Adieu!”
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Comments on: "A Poem for Summer’s End" (2)
Wonderful poem!
Cheers,
Cindy
Thanks, Cindy. Your homestead is fantastic! Bette