I am posting this up again after reading Kaya-nita's poem to Brighid in the eistedgeneralmotors forum. It brought back to me that we are in Autumn, but the trees are still green.
Heres something to look forward to. I have added the last line as I thought it was needed.
The green of summer has turned to gold
Amber snow lies upon the slowing grass
The web of fabric that makes the leaf
Slowly decays upon the crown of the Earth
To feed the knowledge of life back home
The amorphous loop of growth and knowledge
To keep the body filled with life
For She will be forever Autumn
And so now I pronounce
Merry meet and Merry part
Celebrate with all our hearts
And Blessed we’ll be as
The songs of Samhain are sung
And once again all Merry Meet
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Hawky
