The Last of the Asters

The last of the asters bloom All but spent. It’s been happening too fast Since… The oaks were brilliant As they surrendered to fall But I can hardly remember. The aspens were brilliant But I wasn’t ready to see them turn. I try to take in the waning warmth Left in fall Since, Snow dusted peaks warn. But the present is lost Since, Our Goodbye. … Continue reading The Last of the Asters