Amarjit Sidhu

Last Summer

Last summer
When the morning light lit the grass
When the grass started to sprout
The dark brown of the earth
Slowly and slowly
Became greener and greener
Grew taller and taller
Thoughts of you all along
Walked every step of the way
Every tiny growth followed
By your thought
Of how it was the night before
Of how it all began
And dreaming of the dreams that will follow
And the green grew

Last fall
In the beginning
The green played with the
Rusted colored
Of the fall
And then the
Rusted thoughts
Fell like the fall
And it all got buried
The cold of the winter

Last winter
The tall grass
The rusted leafs
All awaiting for the
White blanket of snow
To cover and comfort
For your thoughts
To come and play
To tell them stories
Of the places you left for
Of your dreams
Of your desires
And of smiles
Till the next spring
Until they can
All merge
With you

Submitted: Friday, January 09, 2009
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