Claire V. Bogdanos

I know the summer’s gone to rest

I feel the sun upon my chest

I am a part of natures race

I feel her breeze upon my face.

The gushing dawn assails my eye

My heart so full I want to cry

While tiny creatures rush around

My ears are blessed with mornings sound.

It’s strange to see leaves downward drift

These roustabouts my spirits lift

The dreams we’ve lost may chance survive

Because we’ve learned how to revive.

I hear the wind brush through my hair

The smell of fall now fills the air

With each crisp gust my spirits fly

As moments rise and heave and sigh.

I sense the chill that’s not yet there

I shall partake of this worlds share

My spirits grow so full of cheer

I laugh because God’s love is here !