Summer’s End

Christmas, 1999 / No. 3

my roving eye catches

on a crisp September morn

meadows wet with dew

late summer blooms

and cattle corn still tall in the fields

bales of gold so nicely placed

as a picture in my mind

like Mother’s pumpkin pie

and barns full of sweet hay

for a game of hide-and-go-seek

sweeping orchards

giving up their fruit fragrant the air

beckoning another day

to taste a sweet ripe fruit

in cool shade of a lazy afternoon

basking in glorious Indian summer

storing memories

for winter daydreams…

E. M. Courtemanche lives in Christie-Ossington. She has been published in the poetry anthology Daybreak on the Land (National Library of Poetry, 1996) and hopes to publish an anthology of her own in the near future. Last updated Christmas, 1999.