Today the time divides equally, half & half,
which is what I like in my tea with a little sugar.
It has a deeper flavor than milk,
and autumn a deeper flavor than spring,
since it brings to mind a returning time,
reaching down and in,
a time for calling everything back
to enjoy the goodness of a new harvest
under golden lamplight.
Except today is too hot for tea,
unless it’s iced,
and nobody puts cream in that anyway.
So I’ll divide my time
between the pleasant now
and a future full of golden promise,
and I will wait.
Happy autumn, friends! I am hoping to kick off this new season with a renewed habit of sharing my poetry with you here. Thank you for reading! Who else is excited about fall?
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