Green Goodbye
Weeping green trail of summer's leaves
strewn silently by autumn's breeze
unwrapping here the seaon's gift:
heat slowly ebbs as spirits lift!
Green goes the way of tender flower
knowing now September's power -
New palette seen: jeweled Earth's face
rich red and gold have captured place...
But green and cool our pond shall stay
where cacophony of geese soon play
while winging on to warmer clime -
a meal and rest they're wont to find
And deep the green of pine and fir
reminisces of Christmas time shall stir
Rich color: warmth for winter's limbs
clad in pale and frost-hued skin...
No tears for green shed hereupon
this newly brown'd and dormant lawn -
I am fall's child, to November born
Those sultry days I'll never mourn!
KEC / 071597
[published in The National Library of Poetry's "Goodbyes" collection, 1998]