5 January 2013
Gray skies and slush
Melting snowmen
Decorations down
It's time again.
Winter is here.
Not Christmastime-
Nothing is pretty.
I dream of limes.
Limes and sunshine,
Coconuts too.
Palm trees, warmth, beach...
Not stuff that's blue.
Opened windows
Picnics all day,
Fresh, cold, lemonade
Chirps of blue jays.
Swimming pool fun,
Flowers blooming.
Swinging on my swing,
And a bright sun.
Leaves on full trees.
Bunnies hopping
In lush green meadows.
It's not stopping.
Running barefoot
In some green grass
Watching clouds float by,
Oh, such fun, alas-
I want summer,
Why is it cold?
Can't wait until then
To end the old.
Summer Dreaming • Opuss № I