Go ahead Day, go and get up
Would you care if I stay behind, please?
My muscles are stiff, head’s stone heavy
Must be Autumns gift I’ve received
Damp air lays thick, as his statement he makes,
He’s bullied dear Summer away
He’s covered the sun, pre frosted the trees,
While here in my bed, wrapped up I lay
Warmths been pulled out of my body,
Replaced with a feverish chill
No sigh of joy comes from my mouth,
Instead goes in hot tea and pills
Tricky, tricky, yes you are,
Even Birds not sure they’d stay
One flew North as six went South,
Confused on this Fall day
Flowers opened just to fold,
Somewhat just like me
With hope, but knowing, that we’ve seen
Our Summers grand finale
And so it goes, time to greet yet another season! To adjust clocks and clothes, and for me, to load up the medicine cabinet 😉
The Starting End 
Great post, very timely and helpful for me today. Many thanks!
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No problem 🙂 It seems to be coming in rather fast here. I hope you navigate the change well 🙂
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Hi Heather,
Very nice Post.
Have a great day.
M
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I’ve noticed that bargaining with the morning never seems to work. Because I tutor, I work a second shift. I’m just happy not to wake to an alarm. This is a lovey poem. I love that you added the confusion of the birds.
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I agree with you on the alarm, Laine 🙂 !!! Thank you for your time…and I hope the birds don’t all leave too soon 😉
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Love the picture that formed .. sad but so clear and concise. A lovely poem.
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Thank you SO much…and for spending your time to comment 🙂
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I like the emphasis on movement in this poem, it’s beautiful!
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Thank you so much for reading and being kind enough to leave your thought, Jamie!
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