Summer Skies


The road through winter

so very long still

snow and ice beneath my feet

the north wind whistling in my ear

I close my eyes

and think of summer skies


Up above not a single cloud

all fogged up and gray

the branches of the trees

like wrinkled old hands

reaching up toward the heavens

I look up with tired eyes

wishing to see summer skies


Down by the river

slushy snow all around

the water still partially frozen

no ducks and no gulls

no green grasses upon the bank

and wild flowers don’t grow

my eyes see how dismal it all looks

and I long for summer skies


Up above a storm is brewing

across the sky dark clouds rolling

haven’t seen the sun for many a day

silvery snowflakes come dancing down

and as I sigh and roll my eyes

I remember how very different it all is

when up above I see summer skies


About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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