Seasons Change
Summers cold
Winters long
All alone
Can’t move on
Phone still ringing
No ones there
Feeling lonesome
No one cares
House is quiet
Windows drawn
No children playing
Empty lawn
Spring is dying
Fall is near
Always crying
But no one hears
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
