☆°▪︎ SUMMER’S AUTUMN (AGED IN GRAY) ▪︎°☆

Intro:

We

played

.

u

p

o

n

.

the

sands . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

u

p

o

n

.

the

sands . . .

.

.

.

o

f

sandcastle

days . . .

.

.

.

.

warmed

.

b

y

.

the

golden

grace

.

o

f

.

endless

summer

rays . . .

.

.

.

 ~ warmed

.

b

y

.

the

golden

grace

.

o

f

.

endless

summer

rays . . .

.

.

.

We

played . . .

.

.

.

We

played . . .

.

.

.

We

played . . .

.

.

.

.

u

p

o

n

the

sands

.

o

f

.

sandcastle

days . . .

.

.

.

.

 ~ of

sandcastle

days . . .

.

.

.

forever

swept

away . . .

.

.

.

b

y

the

wagering

waves . . .

.

.

.

 ~ by

.

t

h

e

.

wagering

waves . . .

.

.

.

o

f

blame . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

shame . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

pain . . .

.

.

.

I

.

f

e

l

t

.

it

coming . . .

.

.

.

l

o

n

g

before

.

t

h

e

.

breath . . .

.

.

.

I

.

f

e

l

t

.

it

coming . . .

.

.

.

f

a

r

beyond

.

t

h

e

.

bend . . .

.

.

.

It

.

w

a

s

.

summer’s

.

.

.

f

a

l

l

.

.

.

when

.

w

e

.

gave

.

i

t

.

all . . .

.

.

.

It

.

w

a

s

.

summer’s

.

.

.

f

a

l

l

.

.

.

when

.

w

e

.

made

.

t

h

e

.

call . . .

.

.

.

t

o

play

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

 ~ we

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

i

n

the

shade . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

i

n

the

shade

.

o

f

.

blame . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

shame . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

pain . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

aged

.

a

.

love

.

i

n

.

gray . . .

.

.

.

 ~ we

aged

.

o

u

r

.

love . . .

.

.

.

.

pushing

deeper,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

deeper,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

deeper

.

.

i

n

t

o

.

.

the

shade . . .

.

.

.

until

there

.

w

a

s

.

no

.

m

o

r

e

.

trace . . .

.

.

.

 ~ until

there

.

w

a

s

.

nothing

more

.

t

o

.

save . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

deeper,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

deeper,

.

.

a

n

d

.

.

deeper,

.

.

i

n

t

o

.

.

gray . . .

.

.

.

until

there

.

w

a

s

.

nothing

more

.

t

o

.

save . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

nothing

more

.

t

o

.

say . . .

.

.

.

 ~ there

.

w

a

s

.

nothing

more

.

t

o

.

save . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

nothing

more

.

t

o

.

say . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

We

played

.

t

h

a

t

.

game . . .

.

.

.

i

n

the

shade . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

now

there

.

i

s

.

no

escape . . .

.

.

.

There

.

i

s

.

no

escape

.

f

r

o

m

.

the

blame . . .

.

.

.

There

.

i

s

.

no

escape

.

f

r

o

m

.

the

shame . . .

.

.

.

a

n

d

There

.

i

s

.

no

escape

.

f

r

o

m

.

the

pain . . .

.

.

.

o

f

.

.

.

a

.

l

o

v

e

.

aged

.

i

n

.

gray.

Reflection:  This is a romantic-themed poem that I wrote in March of 2025 where the contemplator looks back on a youthful, passionate courtship that could have been a wonderful, longstanding romance which ended primarily due to naivety, inexperience, and petty disagreements and behaviors. We get the feeling he/she would love to start again but the accumulating changes and distance over the years seem to prevent that from happening. I wrote most of this poem by listening to two wonderful songs: “Hotel Womb” and “Lost” by The Church which I played in the background to create the “moodset” and inspire the writing of the poem. If you listen to these songs at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it. I used to love album “Starfish” by The Church and started listening to it again – these two songs were favorites of mine as were so many others on this amazing album.

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