Seasons

Showers in the summertime, A rare treat. The rain against my skin Washes away my fears. Everything that is built within. Without it I might burst with sorrow. Flowers in the springtime An annual treat. Brings me sweet joy And lets me know with a new season Brings greater blessings. The winds of the fall I look forward to them A cool breeze Reminds me that after the storm Comes a calm breeze and feeling of security. Snow in the winter A rare treat in Mississippi heat That lets me When I was washed in His blood I came out white as snow. The season bring about a new feeling for me Something I look forward to often And don't recall ever living without. Just like the seasons bring me all these things So does God the Father. He brings me joy in sorrow, Peace in the time of storm Triumph after the storm And saved me from my sins and a burning hell