Another week of summer gone!
The days are slipping past
The autumn rain comes marching on-
Time runs so fast.
It hardly seems a week or two
Since now was on the hills
And all the gardens shining new
With daffodils.
The phlox, the lilies, that attend
The summer’s grand parade
Now linger to their tattered end,
And roses fade.
And while I bask in summer’s rays
There’s gnawing in my mind
The thought that bleak and bitter days
Creep close behind.
Old Father Time, hang on a tick!
Slow down for pity’s sake
Why do you need to run so quick?
Put on the brake!
John Waddell
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