Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, September 08, 2015

Between Summer and Fall

                                        Take a ribbon and to the wind set free,
                                             a reminder of love and how much
                                                         you mean to me.

We are never lost,
there is no road
that we can't cross,
as long as you are
by my side.

Traveling all around,
country roads and towns,
everything feels new
when I am with you.

The trees are turning colors,
so fall must be near and
like an Indian Summer
hot days are here to share.

Hello's and goodbyes
that is what life is all about,
some a little to soon
that is why I sometimes pout.

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