Seasons

Another autumn past dappled leaves pirouette upon the wind spin upon the currents where the rivers torrents round the bend The blueberries foliage take on their raspberry vesture in explosions of color to bestow joy in the seasons gesture the glacial ice encases the sprouts upon the ground the gates of winter fall on all that can be found Spent my summer with heartbeats under the waxing sun upon the mountains trails where the deer and raccoon’s run When february comes the croaks of mating frogs upon the pond each seasons joy to my memories will lay its bond Spent too much time upon the things man has designed ever my heart rests it’s gladness in what is nature’s find I’ll visit gardens each season to view what will bloom I’ll take my pleasure in what is furnished within it’s room And in the forte night where the moon tides wax and wane I’ll seek the things that the thoughts of man profane COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC