Prelude to Summer's Swansong

The lamplight circle is full of flowers

But oh, I know its glow

Will soon relinquish summer’s hours

To leaf-tempests, then snow

The heart of a dreamer is full of summer

But oh, something tells me

A swansong waits to fill a stage

Where summer used to be

The night tiptoes in where daylight is laughing

But oh, he comes so soon

While we are busy autographing

Postcard-afternoons

Come, my darling, let’s dance ere the curtain

Falls and this season is past

I’m not a prophet, but I am quite certain

Nothing this good can last

© Janet Martin

We are having such a beautiful 'Goldilocks' summer...not too cold and not too hot...just right!

Since the boys I babysit are on a week of vacation it was a good time to tackle lots of jobs! Yesterday while working in the garden I noticed this sunflower among its deeper-hued peers. We are enjoying it as a center-piece...