missing miss m

                                          miss m
                                          has left us.

                                          she was fourteen years old.

                                          i miss her very much.

august

july went
by in
a
flash.
august hovers,
heavy morning
air
now
ripe
with end
of summer
scents.
a wander
and lunch
by the
lake.
a stolen
moment
to forget
the bustling
city.

june

june,
same view
but with
green leaves
and
warmer
temperatures.
summer
soon.

snow

it is april
and this
is what
i see
from my
window
a
snowy
morning.

spring soon

the geraniums
i brought
inside
survived
winter,
i, just barely,
spring will be
here
in a matter of
days,
oh joy.

neglected

neglected storefronts,
somewhat like this
blog,
hope to start up
again,
soon.

out and about

there is no longer

dancing 

at the matador club,

but an open cafe

can be found.

street trees

remain 

green in the cool

autumn days,

we wonder

what goes on

behind

the blue tarp

covered windows.

it is good to

know that the

corner discount

operates

seven days a week

and

pumpkins

are plentiful

this year.