Autumn at Hand--By David Austin--United States

Autumn at Hand

Once again the dog days
Days and nights
With autumn close at hand

Only now do I think of summer
Recounting lost times
Those spells of full awakening
When rush of bloom was faith’s restoration

Only now does that complete blessing thrill
    awareness once again
And I offer belated thanks
Thanks before the first chill wind reminds

Life is fleeting
Life is precious

Go then these last so few days and enjoy
Head held high for count of those many many
    summers past
In faith that all renews and renews
That this ample sunny sunny state will come
    again and again

David Austin is professional violinist and teacher, who communicates through poetry. He has played with the Cincinnati Symphony, taught at Colorado College and various public schools. He is a published author, who has been writing poetry and novels for over 40 years. His pride and joy is a shelter in which he feeds and cares for animals.  David is a member of Poetry Soup.