the wonderful part
the difficult part
is riding the seasonal winds
summer with gales of laughter and vice
feeding and pealing forgetting the price
autumn's gusts simply chill
each step seems up a hill
spring breezes saunter back
days are simple and slack
winter blows cruel storms
frozen wasted on all fronts
in each season I find a home
flying my kite
holding you tight
No comments:
Post a Comment