December -
the winter I splintered
in shards
spikes sticking in
the icy-covered yard

Remember that
April-
the spring under the Maple
the sting of sweat is sweet
the swing in our two feet

Remember that
July -
two bodies lying in the sand
walking on the beach
hand in hand
salty spray of the ocean
in our hair
the sun's burning glare

Remember that
September -
through November
as leaves began to fall
a golden, crimson plunder
as youth lost all wonder