You have no seasons; <br />you are an undifferentiated <br />whole with no seams: <br />Guarded or Integrated? <br />I can't decide. <br /> <br />You whole life seems <br />well, so together. <br />And you love me. <br />I think you really do. <br /> <br />You are my Eternal Summer <br />well-off, a famous family <br />and persistent <br />in your interest in me. <br /> <br />There will be no seasonal <br />changes with you <br />and you and your mother <br />have already been shopping <br />for the children's wardrobes. <br /> <br />I have another suitor too. <br />He is Winter, chaste and unsure <br />of everything <br />except me. <br />He loves me too. <br /> <br />He is all future- <br />the dreamer. <br />He sweeps me up <br />in his beingness <br />for hours on end. <br />I adore him; <br />he brings things in me alive. <br /> <br />So what is it to be. <br />Endless Summer <br />or uncertain Winter? <br /> <br />I am stick here in <br />my Autumn <br />wondering <br />what I can do to get to <br />Spring.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-begets-spring-hilda-s-marriage-decision/
