Summer’s Ending - Roger Lanich

Summer’s Ending

The apples have ripened on the tree
Canadian geese and swans will fly
To escape the chill to be free

It lapsed away too fast

Nature’s change is showing signs
The sun begins to set too soon

Trees begin to change color
Yellow, orange and shades of red
And there I write another poem

Trout swim upstream to spawn 
The partridge in the forest drum
Butterflies disappear in dreams
Of children waiting for sleep to come

Sequestered by the hands of time 
All things must come to end
The songbirds sing one last song
Then fly away with the wind

Roger Lanich