Autumn's Dream

Autumn's dream . . .

is to be that child again . . .
walking down summer's long dusty road. . .
the billows of amber talcum follows,
like an army of hope
and a whisper of laughter,
in the melody. . .
in the song. . .
our dreams are never far
where adventure remains

Autumn's dream is

waiting for that child. . .
to return again  . ..
to that long ago summer day . . .
it lasted a thousand years
in a fantasy. . .
in a wish . . .
we followed our star
and were never alone
as the angels played along

Autumn's dream is

to be that child still. . .
climbing summer's mountain
where the eagle soars through the blue
and there we find the wings to fly
in the memories . . .
in the stories. . .
we had the promise of a long summer's day
and the mystery of a cool summer's night

and there
we laid down to dream

and there
we woke up
to the end of summer

and Autumn's dream . . .

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When Spring returns

we will follow that trail

and we will find our soul's

heartbeat

in the sun's

climb toward Summer. . .