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The Four Seasons

June 4, 2005

11/27/1985 (edited and revised 6/4/05)


As God created seasons, such is life
And now I see that winter comes, my end
But yet, I still can see the spring, the life,
Beginning of my youth, the picture sends
A warming comfort that must now grow cold.
I also see the summer, ripen’ng years
And yellow clouds that as I’ve grown old
Have hid the summer, all my hopes and fears.
Then fall comes next, and night comes after day
And yearly end draws nigh, as does my life
And blooming now in me, I see the way
To death, a change, and finally to life.
     And through it all, I see my love for you
     It grows and ends and grows, begins anew.

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2 comments

  1. This comment moved from the old blog site — original date lost.

    Wwaaa it is ssooo beautiful! Ahh, if only you could hear me gasp. Certainly, my fave of all your poems here that I have read. ^_^

    It reminds me of the rhythm of the classics. I especially loved the last four lines. They sweep me away, to a wonderful feeling instilled by this whole piece in me. ^_^ Thank you for such an uplifting reading experience.


  2. This comment moved from the old blog site — original date lost.

    “……………….I see my love for you
    It grows and ends and grows, begins anew.”

    any parallels between your life and your love??? just wondering



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