Not that I remember a summer in November It never had a chance But with the global warming November gets quite charming when the leaves are falling it joins the autum dance

Leben berührt – Gedichte und Geschichten
Not that I remember a summer in November It never had a chance But with the global warming November gets quite charming when the leaves are falling it joins the autum dance
This is Ween, the pumkin stone
he looks quite lost in thoughts and lone
but if you call him: „Hello Ween!“
a smile might show up on your screen 🙂
Amazing a summer
in midst of the fall
the blossom of spring
is filling me all
like being a rose
among golden ears
this moment of joy
like ten tousand years
even the winter
won’t cast it away
the spring in my heart
for ever will stay