Seasons.

As the- 

Winter with its doom-

Summers..

Stars and the moon.

Touch down with me, my love.

And we will be one.

Together-

When the leaves-

Swing to trees.

Autumn will celebrate, 

You and me.

Decaying days live to see many moons.

My love, your spring blossoms and blooms.

a.griffiths57's picture

Seasons:

 

 

Love for all seasons, sounds fabulous. A realy good poem I enjoyed reading it.


 

 

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EvieTravieAllie's picture

thanks!

thanks!