Seasons of Time
the tree shivers as
the rain drops fall
the leaves shimmer
and not a drop of pain is exchanged
the leaves began to color
a sight to see
so beautiful to me
then the leaves wither and drop and mother earth is
covered with a crop of white snow bringing joy
to a child,s heart
soon spring returns
children leave their winter dins
and began to run
and play and i hear a voice say that,s the way
it,s suppose to be soon summer arrives
sunny flowers in bloom
all of winter,s dark gloom gone
the seasons change, all are the same
yet different,seasons in a name
the voice tells me that,s how
it is suppose to be
Copyright © Sandra Byrd | Year Posted 2005
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