Summer’s Lease
September 8, 2009
Last daisy among the spent flowers
Decaying fern fronds
“And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometimes declines;
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed.”
— William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18
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