I step back and see myself transitioning out of Spring,
sitting down and imagining what Summer will bring.
I smile at the uncertainty and the hopefulness of happier days,
laugh at the warmth of a bonfire's blaze.
Summer is supposed to be the funnest part of the year,
yet for some reason that is my biggest fear.
Twenty-one years of Spring and now its time for something new,
time for the flowers and rain to say adieu.
Years from now I will be in the Fall,
my favorite season of them all.
When life is settled and my own children will be fresh like rain.
a husband by my side and happiness will be hard to contain
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'Summer is supposed to be the funnest part of the year,
yet for some reason that is my biggest fear.'
developing this more would allow the poem to discover more depth....cheers!
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This is more about the transitions of life spring being the beginning then summer begins in your 20's and so on... I have no idea what 'summer' has in store for me
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I ask for constructive criticism thats what this site is about if you cannot give it then you should just not comment. The fact that you got points for this crappy personal opinion of a poem that i spent my time on
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First off I would like to say ignore the should I vomit comment as he has been trolling that comment on everyone's poems.
Now onto my comment, I enjoyed at how you had something to say abotu all the seasons, but you forgot winter my favorite season
. Great read with a great flow and I hope the seasons bring you want you want them to bring you.
Keep on writing and I will keep on reading.
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