Like the sun
The summer rose and set
Joy soaked days came to an end
As the cold crept in
Sadness followed suit
We traded sandals
For boots and gloves
Passion for pessimism
Discouragement settled on the ground
A prelude to snow
And the hottest baths
Or the thickets blankets
Could not make it go
The trees prepared
But even their leaves the colour of the sunset could not brighten up the grey of the clouds
Or the sidewalks
Or my heart
I clutch my gratitudes in my hands
Like a rosary
Sometime between moments
There was a shift
Passive but persistent
Now it is SO much harder to lift
My chin
And try again
And again
And again
For even if I am not ready for this night
To come
I must hang on to the reality that there will ALWAYS be
Another day
And another summer sun
