Farewell to shadows of bluebells on white chicken coop walls…
Farewell to pleasant afternoons hanging laundry on the line in the company of friendly toads…
Farewell to grasshoppers, and white trumpet vines, and all other such elegant pairings…
Farewell to barefoot days at the edge of the lake……
Farewell to the haunting serenade of loons…
Farewell to daisy bouquets made by small hands, and smoky sunsets, gifts from forests burning far away…
Farewell to cumulonimbus, those splendid, tall ships sailing by in the sea of the sky…
Farewell to restless, flitting warblers in green, green meadows…
Farewell to lush gardens decked in the thousand diamonds of sudden morning showers…
Farewell to the brief, warm nights, sparkling with celestial beauty and fireflies, humming with mosquitoes…
Farewell to all the sun-ripened berries hiding under the leaves…
Farewell to picturesque encounters on whimsical summer evening drives…
Farewell to all the babies, now raised and grown…
Farewell to dancing swallowtails in ballrooms of flowers…
Farewell, sweet summer; welcome, glorious autumn!
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A Psalm for Spring
Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
but his delight is in the law of the Lord,and on his law he meditates day and night.
He is like a tree planted by streams of water
that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither.In all that he does, he prospers.
The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives away.
Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous;
for the Lord knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.”
(Psalm 1)