Summertime...
Nights with fireflies,
And hives with nestled bees.
Amber flickers...
Crackling sparks!
Sizzles wood chips
Crisping logs tossed,
In fireplaces.
Frosted windows...
Snow on pine trees.
Covers leaves left,
And chestnuts collected with cones
To be found lying around on the ground
Finding themselves in someone's home!
Patched seasons and holidays glimmer.
Simmering
New beginnings to manifest...
As those that pass linger.
And memories hatched detach,
When the marketing of sentiments
Are put away to settle on shelves
With other condiments stored...
Until needed to enliven
A taste to enhance the palate,
And senses reminisced!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem