End of Summer Dreams- 4

When all turns to gold

Preparing for the cold

We wish we weren’t old

To the pain we mold.
For my husband who wants rhyming poetry.


6 thoughts on “End of Summer Dreams- 4

    1. Yes well that is the key. My husband kep nagging me to explain my poetry. I told him if he did not understand himself that it did not resonate to him and that was okay. So he ends up explaining that for him poetry needs to rhyme and then we got into another discussion… anyhow, I ended up writing this for him to enjoy.

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