My skin yearns for the sideways kiss
Of morning sun for
Lake droplets lifted
Off my skin by balmy,
Dandelion air.
And my laughter
Waits for dock picnics
Green mountain tops
And crowded swimming pools.
Nose searching for
Watermelon slices
Garden herbs
Almost tasting
Backyard barbeque.
I await summer's joyous greeting.
But when it comes,
I will reminisce over
Red-tipped noses
Too rich hot chocolate
Cross country skis
And silver flurries.
Wait for crisp air
Warm socks and sweaters
For soup and fireplaces.
So is the seasons' curse.
Don't wait for summer
For snow
For red leaves
Or flowers sprouting.
Venture out and discover
The unique season
That is today.
Of morning sun for
Lake droplets lifted
Off my skin by balmy,
Dandelion air.
And my laughter
Waits for dock picnics
Green mountain tops
And crowded swimming pools.
Nose searching for
Watermelon slices
Garden herbs
Almost tasting
Backyard barbeque.
I await summer's joyous greeting.
But when it comes,
I will reminisce over
Red-tipped noses
Too rich hot chocolate
Cross country skis
And silver flurries.
Wait for crisp air
Warm socks and sweaters
For soup and fireplaces.
So is the seasons' curse.
Don't wait for summer
For snow
For red leaves
Or flowers sprouting.
Venture out and discover
The unique season
That is today.
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NiñaEstrella
Jan 17, 2019
This poem is really really good! I often think about why it's so hard to enjoy the moment.
“If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.”
― Oscar Wilde