Summer has gone, and for me, I spent it mostly in the coolness of the mountains except for those last few weeks of August. It was a true blessing to finally meet one of our bartenders here in Stockholm. Lillian and I spent a wonderful day in a city still warm with summer.

Now as the first leaves have caught fire and frost is around the corner, what can be better than to gather around the fire and share some poetry


Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

If you want to participate live we start immediately as the bar opens. To join simply click this link https://meet.google.com/kvi-mehj-wse?authuser=0&hs=122

You may also participate as usual by linking up one poem from your blog by adding a link directly to Mr Linky below. Please link back to dVerse from your own poem.