Sunday, September 7, 2008

Into Gold

Summer's deep lush dripping green

dries
into gold

pocket change at first
small coins

as if a fortune might be found
if we can save this day of brink

tuck it into forever
with a gentle tug

brighten the gold
with good memories


poem copyright ©2008 Anne Selden Annab
The Fairy Garden Poems # 36