skipping along
singing a song
thinking of blue
sunlight and you
a gentle meadow
wild winds bellow
sweets and light
dancing all night
The Meadow
Category: spring
Vintage Flowers
The sun feels warm,
yet the breeze tells
a different story.
Days where even the
flowers seem to have
gone vintage takes
me back to childhood
moments in the ’80s.
The carefree moments
when I did not think
about the good times
coming to an end.
Days like those were
carefree, but I must
say, looking back, that
those days felt sad too.
The Bossy One
Spring arrived, yet the cold eats
into my flesh and bones to make
my hands and feet feel numb.
Winter has not done her duty yet,
for she wishes to hang on and
feel the way she makes us feel.
Spring keeps scolding Winter
for being bossy,
yet we know Winter is like an
an older sister who loves the
younger one so,
and cannot let go.
Spring arrived, yet I am glad
Winter is near,
for I do love her
and
the way she makes me feel.
C & K 