Carol Mitra Poet Rhyme

The Time Between the Seasons

Seasons are green 
Seasons are blue
But you never know
When they pass by you
Seasons are bright
Seasons are dark
Just like the sun and rain
But some just grow cold again
Seasons of love
Seasons of hate
But some are just
Close to our heart
Seasons of joy
Seasons of sadness
Passing you by
Or even make you cry
Spring in the air
Where you hear bird song
Seasons on a beach
Where summer comes along
Seasons wrapped in yellow
Where leaves fall below
The yellow brick road
Alive with a glow
Seasons that touch me
Seasons I love to see
Seasons swaying with flowers
Seasons that wile away the hours!

6.7.22

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Brian Sambourne July 18, 2022 at 7:27 PM Nicely penned, Carol. You've poetically caught the changeable hues of seasons passing. Best wishes, Brian Carol Mitra July 19, 2022 at 9:15 AM Thank you dear Brian.....I am glad you liked it :)