Seasons in the Rain

I saw the wind blow in

through an open window, and sheer curtains

danced and cavorted

like children in the rain

through an open window and sheer curtains

I could see yesterday's blooms

like children in the rain

swaying face up catching cold raindrops

I could see yesterday's blooms

and the grass was a glassy green

swaying face up catching cold raindrops

gone to seed and up to our knees

And the grass was a glassy green

where we kissed and held each other quiet

gone to seed and up to our knees

those verdant waves lapping on an old wooden porch

where we kissed and held each other quiet

just outside a bright burning window

those verdant waves lapping on an old wooden porch

sunbleached grey and cracked with age

Just outside a bright burning window

I saw the wind blow in

sunbleached grey and cracked with age

we danced and cavorted like children in the rain