Labor Day - A Season's Change
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Whispery winds blow from far away, shrieking like alley cats in heat. Signals the valley that Labor Day; the end of summer does entreat. Mother Nature compels the gale to rustle leaves and raise the waves. So, year after year, without fail; seasons turn like willing slaves. And who then is the master in this episodic season change? Shall we rely on the past to win this contest, now that seems so strange? The future is swallowed by what came before. The present seems hollow like a cheaply made door. This door opens to what will come; opened by a steady breeze Thus revealing the total sum, resulting from a Godly sneeze. Winds telegraph summer’s end; heaven sent by a blast from God. And much like the river’s bend; sailing may turn from smooth to hard.

Submitted on 2006-08-28 13:21:08     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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