winter and summer seldom meet
but when they do
they argue terribly.
when I am with one
I find myself being autumn
and when with the other
I am spring.
winter and summer seldom meet
but when they do
they argue terribly.
when I am with one
I find myself being autumn
and when with the other
I am spring.
Very clever! I thoroughly enjoyed this one Firebird.![]()
Ooh, I love the concept. It's a very nice bite-sized piece.
Haha, this one really made me sit and think over it. This is the kind of short poetry that I like, Firebird, thank you.
This year both winter and summer have had so much to say. As always I tend to agree mostly with summer ; )
Simple and lots of depth, I really liked this piece, Firebird.
I adore that clever mind of yours, Firebird. You never fail to please, another outstanding effort thoroughly enjoyed.
Many thanks for all your comments.
Martin, I often find myself agreeing with summer too, yet try not to show it too much, as I instintively distrust those who are either too positive or too nagative about life. I've found they normally have there own agenda of some sort - this is not always the case though, of course.
Thank you all once again.
Love,
Firebird
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