Rain Dances
When rain dances steps of silver
In unseen ballet shoes
Hazy sunshine lights the fuse
Of waiting Autumn hues.
As darkness snares us sooner
The light is strictly lunar
yet I see you burning bright
By window in candlelight.
As Summers' body changes
Morning mist arranges
Orchards to explode
In colour with sweetest scent
Where lonely traveller rode
And rain dances came and went.
Yes, the season still remains
When August hands the reins
To the grower of the grains
To welcome harvest for his pains.
We all reap what was sown
What you give is what you own
As rain dances on alone.
poem by Kevin East
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