The Paper Symphony (Opus 2) Day Dreams

Sunrise…now, sun set

People arrived, and went

Winter’s peppermint evening

deepens the pine lined lane.

Ah, happily I am robbed of

Summer’s warm indulgent days

Where icy cokes and olden books

are Paradise Lost again.

Now birch crackles in the hearth

I built for sleigh ride day

and cocoa cups toast tattered tomes

here in Paradise reborn again.

Max S