Seasons Like 0 Twitter Daisy Awiti Follow Oct. 11, 2016, 10:40 a.m. in Creative Views: 673 Like us on facebook I still remember how it began, you creeping up on me Like the changing of seasons, I barely noticed the falling leaves. But I will always swear I saw you coming, Just to have something to go back and forth about Because I like our idle banter, and the look in your eyes When you rise up to a challenge. Like when the ground was soaked in rain water, And you led us down that mossy trail in the park . After two hours I knew we were lost, but I didn't mention it For you wore determination like war paint on your face And when you took my hand just as we found our way back, I promised myself not to read too much into it. So when the world was covered in white, and you had to leave, It took me by surprise how much I feared saying good-bye. But you stayed a while longer and helped me make a snowman. I used smooth stones for his eyes so when he would finally melt We'd know the exact spot where I let the words slip out, Right before you sighed and pulled me in. It's getting warmer every day, there's something in the air. It's the changing of the seasons, I know how to look out for it. This poem was first published on https://stilldaisy.wordpress.com/2015/11/?iframe=true&theme_preview=true Published by Daisy Awiti Share Mail Messenger Twitter Pinterest Linkedin Comments Related Article Creative Season Creative instagram roundup – my favorite holiday posts of the season. Creative Four special seasons!