Nostalgia

...

Summer warms me up

Longer than to most

That’s why I crave for fall

I guess more than you all

And I envision myself

In that city

Where streets are full

Of autumn leaves

Which I go and pick

And keep in a frame at home

As if a work of art

For those are not so common

Round these parts...

And I recall that fall

Which to me was freezing

And to others just cold

In that city

Where streets were full

Of autumn leaves

And I long for that fall

Which will last until

Saint Valentines’s

For neither do I know

Or enjoy

That much

That feeling

About winter’s snow....

Taking part in One Shot Wednesday