The Special Four
Springtime glistens gaily.
New life is her theme.
Flowers blossom daily.
She is like a dream.
Summer shimmers golden.
Memories he brings
simply cannot olden!
Each in my mind sings.
Autumn blazes brightly,
and with wind’s caress,
whispers longings nightly
which I can’t possess.
Winter blusters boldly,
yet at times lies still,
showing himself coldly.
Come, sweet robin – Trill!
Feb. 5, 2018 for Joseph May's 88 Syllables Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2018
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