Reminiscing Skies Sonnet

Ametrine skies, gusting lingering sighs,  Whisper tales, of retired summer days.  Breezy breaths soothe the sun’s blistering eyes, Of a gaze, that’s turned greens to browns, and grays. Burnished apricot shadows, listen still, As the sky narrates the gone summertide. Dog days memories, warm the autumn chill, Recomposed, nature will strike a new stride.  Glitter