Letters to the End of a SeasonTo my dearest Autumn,
How I will miss you, my favorite span of days!
Ever since I learned of you, the era of my birth, I have always looked forward to your visit: the crumbling of orange from green summer leaves, to the crispy sky bleeding orange and red… ah, how your colors fill my eyes! Though I had been patient through the slowly shifting days of winter, spring, and summer, I swear…
Your time spans shortest of all.
It seems only yesterday that the hardiest plants withered and dried, and that the sweet summer solstice announced you ever sooner to come. That infernal heat rose, then abated, and in swept your flood of tickling feathered fingers to sow the seeds meant for years to come.
But now that you’re here, I see you’re already gone –
Frosting coats the morning dew – you know I never did enjoy sweets or icing – and freezer-burned flakes of chill storms fall; I am left listening in unfulfilled anticipation for your stormy lullaby-song. As
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Dear Summer's EndDear Summer’s End,
I’m not really too sure what to say, or even if you’ll be able to read this. But it’s my last chance before you’re gone for good, so I guess I’ll do my best.
First, I guess I’d like to say I’m sorry.
Sorry that I prefer to sleep away your precious sunny days and go to bed with the dawn.
Sorry that I hide away from your delicious warmth in air conditioned boxes, allowing only your weak, filtered rays in through the windows.
I’m sorry that my love for you seems so distant and cold, when you try so hard to give me warmth and life.
But I want you to know that I really do love you, just not in the usual way. While others love your long days for the excitement they bring; I love them for the time they give me to rest.
Others love your light for the colour it brings to ther skin; I love it for the illumination it brings to otherwise dark places.
Others love your excess warmth in the day; I love the comfort it brings to t
Prompt: Letter to your First Love
The holiday season is quickly approaching, the time to look back on old relationships and perhaps to revisit old friends. Write a letter to your first love. It can be regretful, nostalgic, angry, maybe even hopeful. Be creative! I can't wait to read the entries!
Submission and Rules
Submit your letters to this folder.
One entry per person
No novels - keep it a few pages long or less
Work must be your own
Entries can be old or new
Prize = 3 month premium membership courtesy of $Moonbeam13
Contest element closes on January 4th, which gives you a little over a month. However you can still submit letters to the folder after the deadline, although not to win.
Good luck, my letter-writing friends!