Near Summer's End

Author: Halsey

All dressed in her Sunday best,
Sun shines upon her auburn curls.
Her shoes are small and worn,
as is her faded cotton dress.

The little girl walks down the lane
As a breeze whispers through the trees,
Arched over the dusty road
protecting her from eventual rain.

A caterpillar inches through the dirt
As she bends down to watch
Touching it¹s furry softness
Taking care that it not be hurt.

So white, so sweet,
Daisies line the road.
Beside a carpet of fallen leaves,
Which lays still in the summer's heat.

Shadows in the fields across the way
Of clouds floating softly by.
Crickets in the grass sing sweet melodies
yearning for a longer day.

To make their winters nest
Starlings gather moss
They fly aloft to trees up high
Where they finally come to rest.

At the thought of summer's fold
Her little smile fades.
But summers memories she will keep
In her tiny heart of gold.