AUTUMN GARDEN

Dry, brittle leaves crumble in my fingers
Like pages from a diary a hundred years ago
They smell like spent sunshine

Others fold golden curls
Over slugs and molds
They'll work decay through winter
Unseen, unheard, unhindered

Yellow jackets buzz
Summoned by sticky sap
Unaware of days to come

--fbh

I wrote this several years ago after raking maple leaves out of a weedy flowerbed down by the brook and old barn foundation on our old property.
I post it here today because it's close enough to autumn. And because there are some yellow jackets in my life. Please pray about them for me. Thanks.

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Anonymous said…
As your poem states the yellow jackets are unaware of days to come. Let them think they are victorious today. You know what must be done, so do it! Just flick them away with a wave of your hand and go about your business.

Tammy
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
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