seasonal
December 4, 2014 § 1 Comment
when it’s dark
too early, and I’m driving home from work
my headlights guiding my car’s path
I always wish for spring
but suddenly I worry
that when spring arrives
and it rains
too much, and I’m driving home from work
my wipers guiding my car’s path
I will always wish for fall
rosepoems 
Uncomfortable situations
Bring longing
For change
Something other than what we feel right now