Year’s End
Summer heat fades and a chill invades
XXXXXAs steadily the year creeps towards its end.
No more long light, but more of dark night.
XXXXXGreen leaves and dead leaves blend.
Clouds the sky hide and cold, heavy rains provide
XXXXXWhile everyone hurries to warm home.
Birds’ songs are few as they begin to
XXXXXTravel south, where every year they roam.
Leaves slowly drop, so from trunk to top
XXXXXTrees are skeletons, so bare.
Soon snow will fall, soon white will be all,
XXXXXSounds soft and muffled everywhere.
Gone is the energy of spring – instead, this time brings
XXXXXQuiet, calm, and time to think
About another year, gone, the end so near.
XXXXXAll time rushes by in a blink.
And so the year dies, and I breathe wistful sighs,
XXXXXReflecting as dead night turns to new day.
Though one year is gone, coming with the dawn
XXXXXIs the new year’s beautiful display.

© Autumn Lee 2013