Poem by Dana Young
But June brings hints of green and sunny smiles
And July brings me closer to the warmth of August
The bluest skies with silent clouds
That break and rain down with memories of
A summer day
Where troubles and sunshine fade away.
Where the scent of leftover rain stirs in the silent air
And a new and brighter day appears
The heated pavements echo with the sounds of eager footsteps
Headed to their destination
Each step forward brings separation
From the past directions.
September is brown leaves and windswept dreams
And many new beginnings it seems
Impossible to achieve it all
Then winter frosts the ground like a giant cake
And New Year follows and the drop of a ball
Symbolizes a newer year
Different than the ones before, hopefully.
A year where you release your truest self and become free.
