This Is It... Poem by Hebert Logerie

This is the life that you dream of
Every night. This is it, this is the love
That took you a long time to aspire.

This is the spring that you desire.
Make the best of it, take a long walk,
Along the river banks to chat, talk,
And discuss what troubles you.

This is the winter that few
Have a chance to enjoy; it is fun
To play in the snow. The sun
Is not too hot; inarguably perfect.

This is the autumnal season,
Where sheets of leaves protect
The green grass; the gazon
Will be well manicured this summer.

This is it; the tulips are breathtakingly
Beautiful. Not too distant from the river,
Great number of first time lovers
Are entertained by the cacophonic breeze;
They are also blessed by the intermittent rain showers.

This is it, this is no joke.
This is the life that the scribes spoke
About the other night;
As always, they were right.

Make the best of today's life,
Because tomorrow has its rife.
This is it; this is the life that you dreamt of.
Live as if this were the first time that you fall in love.

Copyright© March 2012, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books:
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