
Summer singing
Its lovely goodbye
still you say
don’t leave me sunshine.
Leaves are falling
turning golden,
still you think
you are beholden
To memories
of summertime
like chasing
elusive butterflies
but when winter
showcase its
magical
snowflakes
you dream
of bonfire
scented
autumn
for you
rather kiss
the breeze
of yesterday
than embrace
the beauty
of tomorrow’s
blossoms.
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