Wednesday, August 1, 2012


Seasons come around,
The time for fall,
Some how we lost,
Summers glow.

What did we do,
When days were warm?
A hat I will wear,
Tonight for home.

Through verdant ways,
Splashed with water,
On high ridge,
Mountains beckoned.

A walk to the park,
On sunny afternoon,
Moment's reflection,
In garden ways.

Nothing was lost,
Just a thought,
When I was with you,
The days just flew.

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