Summer was our time for love.
You were tender and understanding,
a friend I could turn to.
Walks through the fields
with the warm sun on our side
we were a dream come true.
Fall came too soon,
pulling apart everything we had.
You didn't glance or smile
at me any longer.
I felt empty and alone
without you.......
I was hurt, and hoped for us.
Winter came
and we polished decorations
to bring back the old shine.
But the color faded
in the long pause.
Now
its spring,
when the old flowers bloom once agian.
But we were to slow
and didn't quite make it.
Well,
Maybe next year.........
