Summer in December
by cricketjeff on December 25, 2007. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Soft rain was greening the grass, I remember
As we walked in the fields, in summer, in love
Now we sit cuddled up, holding hands in December
I still see the wisps of the clouds up above
I turned to your face and the cows kept on chewing
You held me so close, as we kissed on the path
Perfect contentment in all we were doing
And now in the winter, we kiss on the hearth
Home from that walk, to the house we were renting
A cottage, two weeks and two lovers alone
Clothes we had strewn, as we rushed unrelenting
Now together at Christmas our love is still shown
Home from that holiday, life interfering
Our love, just as urgent, was hidden within
Now we are here at this season endearing
The next part of loving is set to begin…
Author notes
I read this poem A_love_note by Dalaney which I commented on with an inferior
rhyming version. Her turn of phrase and flow are close to perfect at times, and
actually, sometimes so is her rhyming!
Free versers should read her to see that line breaks can make sense not just
randomly fill the page, and rhymers like me should read her to see that rhyme
sometimes isn’t needed at all.
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