The First Whisper Of Autumn Poem by Brian Kilpatrick
The First Whisper Of Autumn
The first whisper of autumn
Slipped through my shades
And refreshed me from
The long summer days
The whisper
Like the smell of rain
Was like a familiar welcome
Of a old friend
As the curtains billowed
I awoke with a chill
And I continued to lay siege
With my blanket and my pillow
As the sun inched in pain
The soft caress of autumn
Crossed my brow for the last time
As summer had reclaimed her day
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