Acorns at fall

spilleronsheet

Waiting at 11

only to cross hearts

what time will it take

for depart to come apart

 

walking in lanes

never to cross by 

sincerity blooming under  sky

inflated is love

the heart unfurling in cold  breeze tonight 

 

with all those years 

waiting;

when shall it arrive?

it was a talk of year or two 

when turned forever?

 

 

Life delayed its opportunity 

we grew up slower by count

having its own plan 

as time flies by….

  • Author: spilleronsheet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 20th, 2022 05:59
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  • Neville


    Terrific title

    Fantastic four stanzas - maybe to match the four fleeting seasons and indeed, possibly time itself ..

    Wonderfully readable and certainly enjoyed .................. Neville





    • spilleronsheet

      And that sure was a remarkable appreciation I could achieveā€¦thanks always dear Neville



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