Autumn leaves are curled-up
edges wrapped in calico colours
waiting for the rasp of tines
as they scrape
across lawn's waning shade of green.
Footfalls from children
tamp down remaining strains of grass
laughing and wrestling in the last
of summer innocence
adults barbecuing burgers
inclined to visit
gossiping in every direction.
He muses during a restful watch
breath coming in spasms
of sweat shifting one foot to another
dear one to soon call lunch
one more sweep should complete
and he does with a burst
Richard L. Provencher
My wife, Esther and I are "born-again" and enjoy sharing our writing. It is a Christian Outreach for us. Our E-mail is: email@example.com. You are invited to visit our website at: www.wsprog.com/rp/. Free downloads available. We live in Truro, Nova Scotia, Canada. Please pray for one another.