South For The Winter
South for the Winter
I saw a flock of geese today,
In formation.
Migrating to warmer climes.
Wish that I could forget your love,
and follow them.
South for the winter.
Then maybe this frozen heart
would defrost,
and I could return in the spring.
Warmer.
To a fresh life,
and a new love.
Postscript.
Instead I’ll hire a sunbed,
and dream,
and hope....
I saw a flock of geese today,
In formation.
Migrating to warmer climes.
Wish that I could forget your love,
and follow them.
South for the winter.
Then maybe this frozen heart
would defrost,
and I could return in the spring.
Warmer.
To a fresh life,
and a new love.
Postscript.
Instead I’ll hire a sunbed,
and dream,
and hope....
posted by temppixie at 12:56 PM
2 Comments:
Such an easy lovely rhythm you temper your words with. Though it is of 'love lost', what a pleasure to read.
You and me both
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