The Four Seasons

As chilly breezes harsh and cold cause bones to shake in young and old we know for sure that winter's here the time when deep freeze takes hold. Through nippy nights that freeze the ear, we moan and groan, complain and sneer. When topsoil thaws and shoots peek through, springtime returns her joys to share. Hot summertime is next in queue, and how we wish her days were few but "come on! have some reason now" In winter you, impatient grew. Soon milder breeze will bathe your brow as fall God's great glory avow. We wish the show would never end of hues and views that thrill and wow. Do not live looking round the bend. Treat each season much like a friend. Enjoy the blessings each day lend and let your soul God's praise extend.