Sunday, September 23, 2012

Summer's goodbye

The last breeze shakes the summer haze,
while weak sunny rays caress her face.
In a journal she writes the remnant of her story until then,
one step closer to lose her innocence.

She lingers her fingers through her hair,
wishing that bit of childness  would stay with her.
Nothing lasts forever, they usually say
and dreams are made for those who are unfortunate.

The vast fields present themselves with open skies,
guiding the path to the future and leaving the past behind.
There is no secondary paths or chance to turn back,
her destiny will lead her by the hand.

Eyes fixed in the horizon and firm will,
she departs to what her future will be.
Tears will trace the metamorphosis
of turning into a woman.