A Rondeau for Someone Special

A Rondeau For Someone Special
Jessica Marie

Come September,he said,and I'll show
you around the Lakes; we'll put our toes
into the sands around the quiet Western shores.
Anything is better than this town's tours;
Upstate is pretty during Autumn's lows.

I sat myself upon the couch, the woe
no longer holding me, traveling plans sew;
a new crush, has my life been such a bore?
Come September, he said,

I'm not really adventurous, though;
but if you want to travel and mow
from Green Bay to here... a new folklore
for my travel books; love at the core
that drives me through leaves and snow.
Come September,he said.