It’s over Fall, already
Falling into colder waves
Of temperature, heating up
Temperance. It’s over Fall,
Already.
It’s almost Spring, again,
Warming wafting warmer
Waves into temperatures.
It’s almost Spring,
Again.
It isn’t Summer, anymore,
Rampaging growth-waves,
Its temperature, cooling down
Temperance. It isn’t Summer,
Right now.
It’s finally Winter, again,
Freezing action, causing waves
Of reaction, warmth, not Fall!
It’s almost Winter,
Again.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 10/24/08
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
The older I get, the more I do not do well with cold temperatures, and icy temperatures are out of the question. Nope, do not want to do that. But I love your poem, Erin :-)
Ted