Green

The lingering green of summer
Before the afterglow of autumn
And the deceit of winter

The last dandelions
Cut of grass
And nettles

Before all the green washes away into nothing at all
as the red leaves fall we whisper
Where is summer?

As I hold you in a last embrace
The last green of summer burns in memories of running and jumping
Of scrumping for something sweet

You breath deeply and dissolving southwards
Turn to the salt air
promising to return days from here

Author: ashokdmistry

Artist

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