Seasonal Air
Sunlit clouds,
tapestries of vapor,
fill the void.
Summer nights,
moments I savor,
my mind toyed.
To be lost again,
in the winter brr,
all green destroyed.
But through summer's death
and winter's breath
Spring fields expand their breadth.
Copyright © Andrew Walker | Year Posted 2020
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