seasons

seasons

A Poem by marcia

We all change like the seasons
like winter into spring
funny though, it rarely seems 
we ever feel a thing.
Spring turns into summer 
and then it all gets hot
and things fly by before your eyes
you're either ready or you're not.
Then all the leaves turn red and gold
and summer turns to fall
and right before your eyes it seems
that big things turn into small.
Then all turns cold and things all freeze
the holidays are here
when fall turns into winter 
and its again that time of year. 
And now it seems you're back again
to that very special place
where all the seasons start back up 
and all is washed away.

© 2021 marcia


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We can all relate to the seasons long past and as we dance around this star, like a fire in the night, there is a chance for a new beginning. Bravo!

Posted 3 Years Ago


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marcia

3 Years Ago

thank you so much.

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