Tom's Two Seasons

Tom's Two Seasons

A Poem by Tilling

During the dry of winter,

opening with simple care,

the halls echo quiet as he keys each darkened room door.

Things are sure to change in August’s plump summer

swelled air growing doors wood grain.

Doors are temperamental,

like seasons

will to change.

© 2019 Tilling


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Very well phrased, you're quite observant. "Doors are temperamental, like seasons, will change."
A bit like people.

Grace.

Posted 5 Years Ago



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