…are slow to fade

I see the rain melt away
and the dust and the shadows drifting out of sight
with you comes new life
even the leaves long withered on the tree
are now crackling anew
you are a rippling mirror which reflects a clear blue sky
spring and summer have long since flown
but I’ve heard it told that the blooms of autumn
are slow to fade away
and I think that our sky will long be bright
and linger as it moves to grey
© Ann Bagnall