Summer

Nostalgia is amicable

Little streaks of gold brighten up my walls 
In the middle of a summer day; 
The warmth of the sun infuses everyone 
With the hope to fulfill a cliche. 

Life stands and stares from across my window,
Dressed in the summer shade. 
Her face is painted by shadows of the leaves
That touch her and gently fade. 

I yearn for the days when the young and old
Had something to give and share; 
When truth was a friend and day had an end
And there was magic in the air. 

But hope has its way and today I see
The sun has rolled back time; 
As I stroll to the future, I hearken to my past,
When life had a rhythm and rhyme.

Reviews

[Dane Osborne]

such powerful emotions of loss and sadness, whimsy and longing expressed so eloquently and concisely. Well done.

[Dinesh Sairam]

Kind of gives the feeling of working hard in the evening hours, finishing up, and leaving a "Out for lunch" sign while leaving. Pardon my time for my inability to give a constructive review.

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

Beautiful. It stirred up memories ...