by Jeff Kantor |
Long Days Done
Another season now done,
The warm recedes from the sun.
I’ll miss my beach time fun,
Suntanning and going for a run.
A shortening of days has begun,
And we turn our clocks back at One.
That first dark cool morning can stun,
It’s a blessing of good things to come.
Birds n bees buzz to a different drum,
Looking to find their own special one.
Finding true love feels like Lotto won,
I won and my beauty does it with aplomb.