Amidst the rot and decay
lies the dark and the beautiful
The wonders in wich
I dwell in delight
Colors splattered across
the dying leaf
So full of joy
it aches to the core
of my soul
Dancing with the shadows
Dancing in the mist
Oh dark days ahead
the light will not be missed
Dreary you might think
I say you fail to see
the beauty of the dark
that dances with me
All hail to the starlit sky
all hail to you and I
We dance in the same pace
we dance to the same rhyme
Summer make no haste
savor this darkened time
your poem so well…
The dark time…a time to reflect,
and appreciate its unique beauty…
A lovely piece of writing…
Diana…🍃
Ron