Autumnal

Fragile daylight

Cowers from encroaching night

Crouched at the edge of autumn glaze

.

Summer scorch

Has blazed its last and died

Golden haze hangs like a veil

.

My gaze

Mists over, I close the scene

My hand’s skin, thin as autumn leaf

.

I’m older

I realise. Lost track of time

I’m entering autumn too

.

I’ve lived

Through many seasons

A past of springs and summers

.

Dark winters

Too, have coloured me

But I have made it to my autumn

.

Suddenly Hopeful

Embracing this shimmering change

Accepting my autumnal shades.

.

I view

The scene outside again and breathe

I look forward to morning and its amber light.