Seasons Undivided
Mountains called to me when I felt unsure of myself seeking something that is secure to
the heart.
The sunshine is glowing to me in a very special way showering me with love.
Spring is growing her flowers and singing to the animals, showering the rainbows.
Summer is rushing to the heat of the day moving the sky altogether.
Autumn is moving the leaves off the trees pulling in a cool breeze with the scent of
cinnamon and nutmeg.
Winter breezes in with rising winds, falling snowflakes and the taste of eggnog, hot
apple cider and hot chocolate.
The easter bunny is hopping around with St. Pat who picking 4-leaf clovers from the
grass.
Fireworks are parading around the american flag with the smell of barbeque on the tip
of my tongue.
Halloween is full of tricks and treats with pumpkins floating around the turkey as he
gobbles the seeds.
Santa Claus is ralling up some goodies for me as the new year dawn before my eyes
and cupid is trying to play matchmaker.
The seasons are undivided to every which of way.
Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2011
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