THE LAST ROSE IN SUMMER

As summer turns to fall, Mother
Nature gives a call: The last
Rose of summer blossoms forth
Before north winds begin to blow.

The beauty of a rose can fill the
Air with an aroma of daylight:
This can last thru the day and
Far into the night.

Indian Summer tries to remain but
The harshness of winter will blow
It away: This makes them wish for
A better way.

Man is like the last rose of
Summer: They like to dawdle and
Play and detest anything that
Gets in their way.

Mother Nature likes to hold back
Before cold weather goes on the
Attack: Spring will return so
Don't sit and squirm!