Seasons

Seasons

A Poem by layla
"

a fun story

"

 

My shorts go away, and the sweaters come out

I look to my boyfriend, and instantly pout

You think we will get, just one more hot day

Just tell me yes, so my doubts go away

 

And of course he agrees, to deny me the truth

Seasons they pass, and I think of my youth

Older and older, with seasons I grow

When all the leaves fall, here comes the snow

 

The heat bills goes up, and driving takes time

You have to slow down, and surprise there’s a line

When on the first, of the new coming year

I cheers to snow melting, and spring being near

 

The beautiful flowers, rain fall, and fresh air

I start to unpack, the shorts that I ware

So slowly spring comes, and quickly it goes

Summer is here, hello shorts and toes!!

© 2012 layla


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews


dating and intrinsic similarities...sweet and light...

Posted 11 Years Ago


Every girlfriend I've ever had has said the same thing every September. I love the fall. Maybe that's why it never worked out... j/k. Nice write

Posted 11 Years Ago


All seasons seem quick if you enjoy them.

Posted 11 Years Ago


layla

11 Years Ago

you are right. haha i love spring and find it goes by the quickest!

Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

240 Views
3 Reviews
Rating
Added on September 7, 2012
Last Updated on September 7, 2012

Author

layla
layla

falmouth, ME



About
I love to write more..

Writing
quit peasant quit peasant

A Poem by layla