Sun

The sun-sparkle of this summer has gone It leaves a bad taste in my mouth That hot, heady heat seeping through the cracked pavement Seemed to create the chaos and din But only the dark mist of winter is left And somehow it doesn’t seem quite right. How did I loose my mind you ask? A different city, a different beat As the sun shone on that splintered pavement My heart pushed my head out the way. Now I am back in the familiar I have to ask who I was I’m not sure you know, but I hope I never come back. For now, as the ache of the cold winter sets in And I am back in that familiar face, I can only assume the sun was to blame In that warm, unfamiliar place.