Come Fly With Me

Come  fly  with me

I’d like to walk a day with winter
And feel the breath of winter snow
I want to be where the storm clouds billow
Not hidden here way down below
To light the flash on the thunder clouds
And keep the rumbles rolling on

In Spring I’d wash the flowers with colour
Tell the bulbs, it’s time to burst
Call the new green shoots to glisten
Tune the bird songs and just listen
I’d teach the lambs to jump and play
To help shove winters gloom away

But soon we’ll sing a summer song
Spread the joy all summer long
I’d add the diamonds to the waters
And flush the rivers with summer rain
Teach the young birds how to fly
Whistling a tune as I passed by

There’s a coolness now summers going 
The Autumn colours now are showing
With the wind blowing leaves from every tree
The harvest we’ll gather, the nuts from the trees
I’ll tell the friendly squirrel is time to hasten
Winter’s coming and times awastin’
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Cosgrove Avatar
November 12, 2013 at 4:25 PM
Hi Mystic Kind of you to call as to the seasons Love them Loathe them we have to live with them Better like all to love them Thx Brian
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November 11, 2013 at 10:07 PM
Nay not true for I find - along with you Aussie summers due Thanks Peter
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