A lake in fall?
A calling girl
Rustling leaves and memories
Her ice cream season leaving
A lake in winter?
A splintered man
Tussling greys to great decay
His hollow bosom grieving
A lake in spring?
A flinging child
Thrusting blues and daunting hues
Sweet beat of heart, lungs breathing
A lake in summer?
Ah wondrous teen
Hustling sweat, pleasing sunsets
Easy beliefs achieving.
Wow! I didn’t know you write poetry! Nice!
Very visual depiction of the seasons.
Thx Hil!