I Miss You

Written by: Judith Angell Meyer

Oh this winter;
Begone
The cold made bitter with a relentless wind;
Begone

Please, Spring, push
it back
Lean, shove, melt
it back

Summer warmth
I miss you
Severe clear days
I miss you

Horses hot breath,
Smell of rain,
I miss you.

Lazy river,
lulling heart beats
into a molasses dream.
A stick with a leaf sail
steers through diamonds
as the sun-sparkles reflect
off the idle meandering purposeless river.

I miss you.