Oh sunshine, where do you go
so quickly bestowed.
(A November blessing.)
Do you languish
for red roses, green leaves,
and the voices of amorous birds?
Has daylight savings time
run out for you
with no one to turn over
the hourglass?
From the moment you arose
frost melted, life dissipated
energy unbounded – broke free.
Blue skies no longer cold
bare limbs once barren, now
beacon light as your rays rush by.
Mercury climbed the stairs
instead of slipping down the slide.
Now you settle
with golden grace
over calm waters behind serene
mountains
melting like hot butter
leaving the sky-pan a glow.
Oh, sunshine where do you go
so quickly bestowed
(upon another land?)
(A late fall, early winter demise.)
We yearn for your return
as you fade away
perhaps not to return until May.
Oh, sunshine where do you go
with winter in tow?
~Bernie
Bernie publishes commentary and photos reflecting Vermont values of Green and Clean and Community.
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