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Below is the second of Jane Kenyon's "Three Songs at the End of Summer,"
which most resonates with me as I adore summertime and am always deflated at its passing! But thankful for every day of life and its glory, I will look forward to summer next.
For those who love autumn and winter, your joy is full, and joy is always a good thing. Again, from Jane Kenyon, “Three Songs at the End of Summer” from Collected Poems.
"The cicada’s dry monotony breaks
over me. The days are bright
and free, bright and free.
Then why did I cry today
for an hour, with my whole
body, the way babies cry?"
over me. The days are bright
and free, bright and free.
Then why did I cry today
for an hour, with my whole
body, the way babies cry?"