© Christopher Raine


Before the Frost


A chestnut tree

stands in the meadow

in the fall

before the frost

a harvest moon

sighs from above,

the leaves below            

blow gently tossed


Autumn weeps

in mild warning

of summer’s end

and season’s loss

a touch of sadness

walks beside you

as trails fade

from paths we cross

Dreams of smiles

grow ever fonder

pastel memories

and pleasant thoughts;

a makeshift swing

of childhood dreams

amongst the chestnuts

before the frost