Friday, September 30, 2011

September 30th (for Dad)


The park is shedding
its tree debris--
nuts and leaves,
twigs and seeds,
crunching under
our feet.

Sky keeps sweeping
the sun away
under its endless
tarp of gray.

But around the bend,
in a low swath
of grass, sea-lavender
crocus  stand—
so sweetening
Autumn’s big plans.

3 comments:

Lou Faber said...

gorgeous

Kim said...

Happy Birthday, Uncle Jack.. I bet autumn in Heaven is amazing... Love to you and Dad..

New Classics said...

I like this one.