Summer slowly sneaks away and leaves behind dreams
Could it not live on forever and stop my winter screams
The cold burns into my bones and makes life whine
I want the warm sun, green trees and the evening shine
The heat warms my bones and gives me life and hope
In the winter cold my heart will simply sit and mope
I have had repairs and promises and I want to believe
But is this quick fix up job simply a magic reprieve
Pondering possibilities becomes a daily chore
But somehow I hear destiny knocking on my door
I can’t really tell if the news is what I want to hear
But my aching heart says the end is very near.