Summer Portrait

No more tears! Save sorrow for later years

   When no morrow comes with the setting sun.

Being well enough cheers most mortal fears

   Until the better part of days is done.

Now is a fantasy when mere breath nears

   Any titan victory ever won –

A bright summer pastel-shaded portrait

   Framed in winter’s last color-fading sigh,

Moments in the final moment longed for,

   Scenes from all dreams and schemes designed too late,

When grizzled heads on pillows heavy lie,

   And passion-fevered lovers rise no more.

~ Daniel F Mitchell

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