soon / very much

sharp the summer, fair the fall,
overgrown the pathway lies,
seasons of transitioning
soon to fossilize —

soon the winter, then the spring,
overtrod the pathway dark,
leaves like seasons disappear,
as new ones


he told her, “soon,”
and then he said goodbye.
the lake lay still
in calm simplicity,

she was a girl
so very much in love,
who didn’t know
how fickle boys

could be

© Krimzoya |

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