August’s End

Our long summer days are drawing to a close,

The adventures are changing unbidden.

A nightingale speaks of change upon this cooling earth,

And new roots have begun to unwind.

Let us thank this good earth that has taken us in,

And reverence the gifts daily given.

For our lives now turn round an unseen bend,

And our feet must go where they’ve been bidden.

-M.E. InkOwl


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