A Time For Thinking

      A Time For Thinking

It’s the time of year for thinking.

Winter is coming soon.

The sun’s still bright enough to start me blinking.

I wonder if tonight I’ll see the moon?

Weather is still clear enough for that.

I think about the summer nights.

Sky was clear & stars were bright where I sat.

The summer days were bright.

The long summer evenings were warm.

Much to warm to sleep with ease.

Despite that, I am often torn

between  that and winter’s freeze.

Autumn is a lovely time.

The trees turning a beautiful color.

Soon it will look like a naked vine.

Leaves will have fallen to the gutter.

Then I think of the green, green spring.

Things are alive and flowers bloom.

People’s laughter has a certain ring.

Lover’s heart’s will swoon.

Then I think about my love for you.

With all it’s twists and thrills.

I have often acted the fool.

As I tried to win your heart to fill.

Fill your heart with love for me.

But, alas, this cannot be done.

I finally have come to see.

I only put you on the run.

You run to avoid feeling controlled.

I am making the choices for you.

You fear becoming a puppet controlled

by my desires and feelings for you.

You are an independent thinker.

I can’t tell you what to do or not do.

If my heart was I boat I would sink her.

Easier to take than life without you.

So as my love life enters it’s winter’s stage,

I look forward to spring’s new life.

For with it maybe will come a phase

of love with you that  is out of site.

A love with understanding and communication.

A love that is the shining star

of any romance with communication.

A love that loves you for who you are.

Not someone I would want you to be.

But, someone who is her own person.

Someone who is born to be free.

Yet, at my side as a loving person.————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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