The long wait

aspire to be

Boats tied up to trees with chains and rope 

the lake whispers with its last summer's breath 

will winter be kind to the lake and the trail

wait, wait, wait,

 Until the warmth of another spring 

wait, wait, wait

for the next adventure that summer will bring

 

            s.willmore

  • Author: Aspire to be (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 28th, 2017 19:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: The lake where I live waiting for summer To come around
  • Category: Nature
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