Friday, 19 September 2008

Carefree days, playful,fun
lazy times 'neath summer sun
little thought, no future planned
hot days and nights go hand in hand

hand in hand through autumn trees
hiding from the chilling breeze
snuggled up with books and wine
preparing for a darker time

Through the darkness,
holding fast
seeking warmth
in bonds that last
remembering much brighter days
good friends both voice and spirits raise

But as we slip on icy verges
we see hope then spring emerges
washed and cleansed by gentle rain
the world is new, life starts again

1 comment:

KB said...

Haha, it's scary how we think alike at times. Excellent job.