Thursday, June 9, 2011

Still My Summer

Summer moon
smile for me.
The seasons
Of my life
would have
me in winter,
cold, frost
in my hair,
waiting for
a last sunset.

My spirit
does not
feel frozen.
It is nimble
as it dances
with dreams.
Tomorrow
beckons
and I do
not fear it.

I hear the
long night
of summer
calling me
to come out
and play
with fireflies,
their tiny
lights flying stars.

I will not succumb
to thinking
my life is over.
Joy lifts me
as calendar
pages fall.
There is more
life for me to live.
The brass ring
still hangs on
possibility.
I just need
to reach
out my hand.
This is still my summer!




©Susie Clevenger 2011




1 comment:

Len said...

Glad you are using the seasons ...they can say so much...great write!