#680-Irony
11/06/2019
On cold winter days,
I dream of summer’s warmth,
When I can taste,
Nature’s sweet nectar.
Now summer has arrived,
And I crave those cold,
Rain-soaked days,
When autumn leaves fly away,
Nature prepares to slumber,
And I look back,
On memories drifting by,
Like clouds,
Of yesterday.
