Summer is stretching towards lost days and long nights
Autumn is seeping through the window sill and waiting in the wind
Winter is just a yawn away and will pave the path with snow as we take the slow stroll toward spring
Time will crawl and fly through moments of wonder and moments of anguish
Horror and magic waiting to be discovered and then folded and creased
and stuffed to memories of past days
Laughter to spread and tears to shed
and pain to bare and joy to share
Tomorrows secrets will soon enough be yesterdays ghost
Today we will always have to live and breath and when lucky enough
to love