Late summer Rains, Look there

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Late summer Rains

Late summer rains come
with a damp cool breeze
nostalgic perfume of
the new Autumn tease

The moon hangs inviting
like the wink of an eye
from fresh friendly faces
in my youth long passed by

Late summer rains came
through woods we would race
hid in the tree house
hearts give way to chase

Later summer rains now
put my mind at ease
remind me of places far
from the aging Autumn tease.

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look there

Look there…

Behind that mansion…

That opulent keep

Of worldly sculpture and lavish furniture…

Of cultivated culture and expensive dinner attire…

Of banker’s sweat and American dream…

Stands a sanctuary

For wild pigeons

Lovingly taken care of…

Tucked away…

As if it was the greatest treasure…

Protected by a keep.

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