The crickets sing the final song
of the departing summer;
the theme song of the opening
of a new chapter.
As we move into the autumn,
what of the summer will remain?
And what will still be with us
in the winter after?
The crickets cannot sing the song
of what lies in the future.
They will only sing
of things that are now done.
They will give us a reminder
that we move forward with the seasons—
and also, they’ll remind us
of all that’s lost and gone.
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