Indian Summer,
the lull between seasons,
is precious to us,
for so many reasons.
The heat of Summer
is gone at last,
but, cruel winter lurks
with icy cold blasts.
Colourful Autumn
is a welcome respite,
from the heat of Summer
and, Winter so desperate.
Memories of Spring,
will pull us thru'
when daffodils at last,
will make their debut.
rim 10/14/05©
Good night Miss Feather and Fellow Lairites . . . see you tomorrow.