Would I not rejoice

[Star-Thrower]

Would I Not Rejoice

Would I not
rejoice at the
death of spring,
if summer, born of
this death did not
immediately follow?


Would I not
drunkenly in
early hours,
toast to a fertile
soil, if a dream
of riper fruits
did not exist?


We shall tip
our glasses once more,
when she in her
declining beauty
surrenders to her
death and brings about
her fall.


She will fall softly in
the night to
await her shroud
of tardy snowflakes.

[Squinch]

1. Is this yours? It's really wonderful.

[Star-Thrower]

3. Yes Squinch

I've been writing poetry from the young age of 15, I think, I am now 74 yrs. old and still writing poems.

[Star-Thrower]

4. Thak you

It's great to be acknologed and also humbling.

[Squinch]

5. You are very talented. And all those years have paid off!

[Karadeniz]

2. Beautiful!!!❤