All In a Moment's Time
A white blanket will fall upon January.
It will cover my heart and freeze my soul
into solitaire. A love will blossom in the
mist of February. Unknown to me, that
love will remain a mystery.
My luck will fail in the medows of March.
For my life will deplete and become parched.
Still - my heart will break in the hands of April.
A story that only time will tell.
A tear shall fall at the end of may, but even now
I don't know what day. The sun will peak over the
horzion in June, still my sadness will conquer
the afternoon.
Explosions of flashing lights will fill the night skies
of July. As I sit here with my memories that have
gone and passed me by, but I will rest here in
the lap of August.
Maybe one day my love will realize that I loved
him/her the strongest. The days I did lose in
the oceans of September - are the days that
I wish , I could remember.
We will plant seeds in October. Hopefully we
will become wiser and act older. Autumn is to
become a great friend of November. How they
will meet - I can only ponder.
Now my visions begin to fade in the silence of
December To understand them - is to know
life's everlasting embers...
Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo
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