And now the days fly south
On the back of the wind
And they call like the last
Reluctant traveler
Wish I could stay
Stay
Dance in the flame
Rouse the final embers
Oh sweet summer nights
Sputter and dim
Brief as a brilliant hummingbird
You seemed
A flash and retreat
Just a feather of your soft
And languid moments
May I keep




Sara Mathews     October 2019