Summer's End - a poem by Florence Liberfarb...

I went to my favorite beach today

To say goodbye.

The tide was leaving,

So was summer

And so was I.

The clustered many were gone.

Lovely shapes of rocks

And cliffs stood unadorned.

Where were the gulls?

I missed their bold shrieks.

Sandpipers had abandoned their beat,

And starfish no longer

Were descending.

Others were walking,

Slowly, like mourners,

Summer's End by Florence Liberfarb

Uncertain where to stand,

When to leave;

Taking shells, rocks

Blanched wood,

To be reminded, no doubt,

Of winter’s temporary stay.

I stood there,

Toes embedded

In the chill, wet sand,

Breathing the salt filled air,

Knowing, like a sad lover,

These joys will go on,

Whether I return or not.

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