Summer Breeze

SUMMER BREEZE Sweet summer breeze caress me like two warm hands, flow around me and through me, embrace me like a warm sea; play soft near silent melodies on the grass and in the leaves. Spare me the strong, cold wind, the steadily increasing, howling crescendo of early winter; that biting coldness on the hands, chilling dampness to the bones. Winter whirling, screaming around my ears, to become a thousand demons of anguish; life doomed to ice and forever barren. Bring back my spring with its coolness only of green grass covered by shade; bring back this warmth so comforting and love me like a pampered child. Knowing that time can not be altered I will sit and dream my futile dream; to forget the spring of my youth lost to war my fate to never see a youthful summer. What else can I do but dream in vain since time itself will not be altered; destiny decrees what I will lose to begin my awesome early winter.