The Seasons of Love
Oh, love in spring, you’re peridot,
and new’s the grass; with dew - aglow!
On clovered knoll ourselves we fling.
You’re peridot, oh love in spring!
In summer’s sun, love blazes red,
and to the dune at dusk we’re led
neath cobalt sky that’s crimson spun.
Love blazes red in summer’s sun.
When fall arrives, our hues change oft.
Like leaves through winds of life we waft.
Then comes the chill, but love still thrives.
Our hues change oft when fall arrives.
When snow descends, we’re changed to white,
the color of reflected light.
And though we die, pure love transcends.
We’re changed to white when snow descends.
Submitted June 15, 2022
for Mark Toney's the '2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2' Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2014
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