Saturday, May 22, 2010

ode to years past

the lights are dim
winter is cold and damp
but life grows there
quietly seeking
the warmth of the sun

spring smiles
breath quickens
anticipation grows stronger
the pendulum
swinging
time will tell

wait
a whisper moves
upwards

the night is warm
summer sits
soaking
dwelling
loving
a heart is unsure

autumn brings
a sudden gust of
unknown

1 comment:

  1. baby girl, look at you. growing up and writing verses...you inspire me. xoxo

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