Lotus pond turns tarnish and dry,
Nothing fishy speaks of liquid fun,
Creeks or streams become flat and shy,
The field stops breathing
upon silver fogs and shivering wind.
It's time to pause,
and think of spring or summer time,
with jackets handy,
ready to ski or pack your peanut butter sandwiches,
remember instant coffee, and mash mellow cups..
Celebrating thanksgiving at your choice hotel
or favorite city, smile a lot...
nothing hurts when writing suddenly fails,
and you simply wish to spend some cash on recalling the past.