Sunday, 14 October 2018

Months passed

I didn't see the seasons,
I missed the glistening, powder puff snow
that lay on the ground
only fading away at Easter.
Crashing thunder and a deluge
passed me by completely,
new green leaves unfurled without
my usual  acknowledgement.
The sun beat down hot for months on end,
yet I heeded it not.
Summer clung on in warm strong winds,
conkers fell all at once, as if to rush past
the scant attention I gave them.
All I saw was you.
Then I looked up and winter was coming.

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