
Loriann Signor
Upon the face of newer times
the elaborate losing sway
settled in to ocher tones
diminishing harshness fray.
The failing of ancient thoughts
Quiet days taking hold
The journey paused in fog-shroud paths
just happily growing old.
Now is Autumn in solemn gaze
no slowness in despair
to let the Lord above me now
ponder my affair
-Rick