Best Seasonswords Poems
The taking of the pen in hand
to write of what I see,
the lines that come forth through inward demand
remain the best expressions of me.
Never old and ever changing
are the words upon each page.
Never limitless are my options
for the world is viewed as a stage.
Of various people from all walks of life
to the seasons of unending change,
the subjects I write of from day to day
are as far as east from west in their range.
Desire and accomplishment are best expressed
each day that I find time to write.
Only when done can heart and hand rest
as the words of each poem come to light.
Douglas L. Ace
She spoke to me
In winter words
Words she had filled
With ice and snow
Her words of summer
Have long since gone
The way of green fields
Covered in bright shinning sun
There are days
Long ago
I can still recall
Her weaving a nest
With words of spring
Her love and warmth
Filled our home
With songs of warmth
And summer
But these days
She speaks
In winter words
Words
I should have
Long since seen
Before
Her winter words appeared
Her expressions
Spoke of autumn