Last of the Summer Lace
Now that autumn time is here and days are growing cold
Colors in the garden change from green to red and gold
I take my lacy curtains down and put them all away
Until the spring when when sun grows strong in the month of May.
And now I hang my winter curtains, soft and woolly and warm
They keep my little house safe against the winter's storm.
But as I looked outside my window, midst the last of the garden green
Another kind of summer lace could easily be seen
Strings of flowers small and white reaching to the sun
Climbed along my wooden fence, how happily they did run!
I walked over to the sight and listened for a while
And then a message soft and sweet gave me a little smile...
"Oh yes, we are the special vine called the "Silver Lace"
We bring a little joy to you with simplicity and grace.
In summer, all the other flowers do put on a show
But we keep climbing quietly, we grow and grow and grow!
And then when autumn colors change and Michaelmas arrives
It finally is our turn to bloom, the Silver Lacy Vine
Although we look quite delicate with tiny flowers white
Our vine is strong and sturdy, we really are quite a sight!"
And then a summer memory came slowly drifting by
Of dreamy lacy curtains white, blowing with a gentle sigh
I said a 'thank you' to the vine for gifting me with grace
A simple white delicacy...., the last of the Summer Lace.