Summer Streams Poem by michael mspoet

The season wears its warmth upon a breeze
Its song is in the heart
Just like the birds within the trees
The branches full of leaves
Now that the changes have occurred
The eyes above, upon us,
Which guide our path without a word
We waltz across each moment
Just like a dancer passing time
Painting portraits like an artist
Leaving summer streams of rhyme
There is an imprint of our lives
We etch in archives from the past
It is the memory that survives
Within a dream that ever lasts
Our vessels passing in the night
They hardly touch or say hello
But in a glance, the tired eyes
Reveal the truth that's never told
It is the warmth I miss so much
That is your smile within my dreams
And the mirror image you possess
From life's reflection of summer streams

Michael 5/9/2018