The summer overtook them.
They shed their frowns and clothes.
The winter just a memory.
In the past where all thought goes.
They smiled in the moments.
The way beauty often does.
Not thinking about yesterday.
Or tomorrow just because…
The Summer
The summer overtook them.
They shed their frowns and clothes.
The winter just a memory.
In the past where all thought goes.
They smiled in the moments.
The way beauty often does.
Not thinking about yesterday.
Or tomorrow just because…
Dennis Mantin 