Seasons

I spent some time with my writing group today,  another inspiring meeting.  It will keep me going for another two weeks.  Here was my offering.


Seasons
By
Dawn I


Sitting by the window
With the sun streaming in,
I can pretend that summer isn't over,  and fall didn't begin.
That winter isn't upon us,
That time hasn't past.

I'm still the same person,
I'm past looking back.