Poets Corner: Gone
Gone
Dragging my feet into this one
more than ever before.
Closer to mortality? Dreading a late dawn?
My garden still lingers, teasing me
Nasturtium on withered vine.
The fatigue of cold coming in with windows closing.
September maybe, but certainly not October already.
She stands at the waters' edge and waves goodbye,
O sweet summer.
Genevieve H. Abbot
Genevieve H. Abbot is a retired theater teacher, living in Oak Bluffs, who spends some volunteer time at the Animal Shelter of MV and Rising Tide.
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