RIVERWOODS POEMS: END OF SUMMER THOUGHTS

END OF SUMMER THOUGHTS

The sun was bright, the surf was high

As my daughter and her wife and I

Drove slowly along the New Hampshire shore

Among cyclers and bikers and pedestrians, more

Traffic and cars at the curb than I

Could remember seeing in days gone by

No doubt because it was Labor Day

And everyone wanted the summer to stay.

At Orient Point we took to a trail

And watched some distant yachtsmen sail.

We saw the cormorants flex their wings

While gulls pursued their wanderings.

The Isles of Shoals seemed beckoning.

I thought about that old time inn

Whose porch I once sat happily on

With a dear love who now was gone.