Form: Envelope Quatrains
A cascade splashes mountain pool
while rowan trees reveal the shade
and rustling leaves of thought invade
the summer's air begins to cool.
When searing days and sultry nights
so make the way of autumn's gold
another year is growing old
are you the one still in my sights?
Those times when life sets us apart
I wonder is it you that would
in autumn's mist, I know you could
unveil the love inside my heart
©JGFarmer2009
A Garret Poet 