Warm Winds

A late summer zephyr

Blows softly as the willow sways,

And precious words in a memoir

Tell of love and youthful ways.

 

Oh summer!  My heart is in sorrow,

Stricken with a longing forevermore

For your emerald meadows and dandelions-

I dream of those days by the shore.

 

When autumn leaves begin to fall,

A petal blows gently to me;

And as summer surrenders in the breeze,

Warm winds hold me tenderly.

 

Reviews

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Beautiful, tender and romantic.
Love the imagery and the soft feelings it brings.

[zainul]

This is a very lovely piece.
Makes me nostalgic too.

[Hotwater]

This is a lovely write... very well done indeed!

*bird*

[Eduardo Bautista]

im not a summer person but you still made me feel like one.. and the nostalgia.. ugh..

Thanks!