Surprising seasons
Morning wheat (Freepik)
Surprise at the dawn
Our blessings are so many
Joy with
each sunrise
Spring is a delight
As nature gives birth again
With birds on the wing
The warmth of summer
The richness of its harvest
And being with you
Autumn is sadness
So many friends fly away
First frosts make us numb
But joy to behold
When Christmas blesses winter
I have you to hold
Very nicely done. You wrapped it up so beautifully, too.
ReplyDeleteI too love the surprise of the new day that each dawn brings, a fresh page just waiting to be written on, and always blessings there for the counting. Your transition through the seasons was lovely, each with special feelings of it's own to which I could well relate! Thank you, Robin, for this beautiful contribution to Two Shoes Tuesday!
ReplyDeleteYou described the seasons perfectly :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful thoughts.
ReplyDeleteAaahh . . . . . Christmas . . . . . I welcome thee . . . . . ;o)
ReplyDeleteRobin, what a sweet poem. First, the seasons, then settling on what truly matters: Love. Brill write. Amy
ReplyDeleteoh I like this one. I love the change of seasons and Christmas because it to me it means being with loved ones.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, I like the picture, reminds me of summer.
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