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Seasons
Another summers gone
One more season full of dreams that didn't come true
All the board walks are closed
All the kiddie pools drained
And a rain has set in to ease the summer into death
I'm walking now down the street
Past the lovers enthralled in one another
Past the vendors closing down
Past the hopes of yesterday
And it's cold
I'm home again
One more season full of dreams that didn't come true
All the board walks are closed
All the kiddie pools drained
And a rain has set in to ease the summer into death
I'm walking now down the street
Past the lovers enthralled in one another
Past the vendors closing down
Past the hopes of yesterday
And it's cold
I'm home again
Published 15th Aug 2015
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15th Aug 2015 7:52pm
I always loved the beach in the Winter. I guess I always felt that Summer love was too fleeting; and that which was discovered in the cold would last forever. Lovely write. You have a melancholy soul that's in touch with the softened light of pain in the world.
16th Aug 2015 4:46am
"One more season full of dreams that didn't come true" What a sad image. I've come to realize that expectations are only disappointments being born. And that I have to make each day count for something more than just another day. Days will float by if I let them, but if I make the most of them, I can look back and say I'd accomplished something.
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