Reflective Journey

by Trinket_Writer
(WA State)

Tis been a wonderful summer at my home
I'm free to be here or to roam

The Indian summer has been divine
flitter here, flitter there, just sublime

My friends are dwindling away from the nectar
confusing it is left alone in the sector

The chill on my wings apprise me of change
although this is home, so the notion is strange

The journey is long and treacherous at times
so here I sit pensive for hours on my line

My belly is full I feel extra weight
perhaps I should flee before it's too late

One more gander around will suffice
then off I go to my next paradise