Unspent Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

Unspent



UNSPENT

When changing seasons make no sense
And Winters quest is won
When all the children are intense
Waiting for the Summer's sun.

With gentle breeze dancing in their hair
Warmth making a brighter day
And all the family gathers there
To join in Summer play.

So satisfy this fantasy
The purest will ensue
And build sand castles in the air
Beach games they will pursue.

And when the day is finished
And young bodies lay exhaust
Festivities not deminished
But belie our energies cost.

For changing seasons make no sense
When we are not content
And joy within cannot commence
If life remains unspent! ! !


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
3-3-07
By Ms. Caroline


© 2007 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)

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