As Summer Passes to the Fall

                                             As summer passes to the fall

                                                      a time so bittersweet

                                                              of memories

                                                                       beautiful

                                                                               to behold,

                                              Of sunlight on the beach

                                                      of wind through trees

                                                               a tender sound

                                                                        a tear falls

                                                                              down below,

                                              For eternity is glimpsed

                                                       perhaps still is

                                                               and then,

                                                                        the beauty,

                                                                               gone.

                                                                                       s.k. lindeman