Seasons

Love
Me
In
Winter.
Leave
Me
In
Spring.
Forget
Me
In
Summer .
Make
Me
A memory
In the 
Autumn wind.

©️ 2021 Anita Johnson

Don’t be a pessimist be an optimist

Adoration

Is it a coincidence that I lost track of time?
The moment you walk in, I get lost in your eyes
Those brown balls shine brightly
I’m not surprised my heart flatters when you walk by
Those pearly whites form a smile
I guess cupid shoots its arrow right on time
You are my muse for tonight.

©️2021 Anita Johnson

Don’t be a pessimist be an optimist