Gone Is Summer

Explore the seasons of life and hope through Howard Carleton Tripp's poetry.

spring will come again, and will wake to life once more.


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Updated December 21, 2024, by Catherine Pulsifer


Life’s journey is often compared to the changing seasons, with each one bringing its own challenges and beauty. In Gone Is Summer, Howard Carleton Tripp uses the imagery of nature to remind us of life’s cycles - of growth, rest, and renewal.

The poem beautifully captures the inevitability of life’s transitions, from the joy of childhood to the wisdom of age, and ultimately, the promise of a new beginning beyond this earthly life. It’s a heartfelt reflection on how even the coldest winters of life carry the hope of spring.



Gone Is Summer

Poet: Howard Carleton Tripp

Now the dreary winds may blow
Gone are all the summer hours,
And the chilling sleet and snow
Shrouds the sepulchre of flowers;
But the spring will come again,
And will wake to life once more
All the blossoms in the glen,
All the wavelets on the shore.

Thus is life: its stormy hours
Strengthen us for weal or woe;
And the summer's sun and showers
Yield to winter's ice and snow;
But when childhood's spring has fled
Summer gives her wealth of bloom,
While man's autumn soon is wed
To his winter's shrouded tomb.

But death's spring-time may appear
At the resurrection morn;
And the kind deeds we've done here
Be as blossoms newly born.
Then no more the winds shall blow,
Gone shall be life's trying hours;
And November's sleet and snow
Shall not blight the Eden flowers.



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