Seasons Come, Seasons Go
Breathe the tepid air,
Feel your heart renew.
Spring is all around,
Cleansing through and through.
Taste the Summer peach,
Sweet as morning rain.
Glory to the sun,
Till it's time to wane.
Hear the Bluebirds sing,
Lilting cross the sky.
Amber shades of Fall,
Catch the naked eye.
See the swollen clouds,
Darkening the day.
Frigid is the wind,
Winter's on its way.
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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