Tuesday, March 20, 2012


Summer comes
Summer goes
Then comes winter
Rain, sleet and snow

We have months of heat
Then months to freeze
Get those months to play
Then those of cuddling

Seasons change
They come and go
All they do for me
Is bring signs of hope

Hope for new
Hope for change
Hope for a better year
And many more seasons.

1 comment:

E. M. LaBonte said...

Beautiful! I like, I hope you don't mind, I wan to add a little of my own. I haven't done poetry in years.

With each season,
New growth
New thoughts
Signs of change

With each season
a change of sight
a change of sound
a change of mind

Enjoy the new
welcome the change
but never forget
what was left behind.