I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .
She was a real beauty,
a flower just beginning to blossom
and when she was at her best,
he took her for a dance,
Spring in all of her loveliness,
truly delighted him,
Summer was enchanted,
by all that she had done
and they flitted and danced,
all through their seasons,
and life was so good,
under the warm summer sun.
Soon Autumn began to eye Summer
and she was unhappy,
that he paid her no mind,
but soon that would change.
Spring became sadder
and soon faded away,
when that happened Autumn,
took Summer by the hand.
He was entranced by her colorfulness
and didn’t seem to mind losing Spring,
but he let himself forget,
as September drew to a close
and soon he realized that he’d been tricked
and Autumn took over.
When Summer was no more,
she knew that soon,
she and Winter would have a fling.
It was their time,
to dance and sing,
with cold winds blowing
and leaves twirling.
The excitement of first snow flakes,
as Spring slept in her beauty
and Summer dreamed of when they would be together.
Once Autumn and Winter,
finished their season of love
and the cold north winds stopped blowing,
it would be then that Winter would awaken Spring
and the spring breezes would melt Winter away.
© 2018 Gypsy Rose Lee
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on October 28, 2018:
Thank you. Dianna
Dianna Mendez on October 27, 2018:
Your personification of the seasons is refreshing. Very much expresses how we feel as they pass from one to another.
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on October 16, 2018:
Thank you, Eric. Glad you enjoyed.
Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on October 16, 2018:
Really cool. I long for real seasons. This was a treat.
Gypsy Rose Lee (author) from Daytona Beach, Florida on October 15, 2018:
Bill, I am confident that you'll see many more and as the lyrics go love will keep you alive and you have plenty of that.
Thank you, Renee.
Thank you, Louise. Johnny has inspired me many times.
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 15, 2018:
This is my 70th year of viewing the seasons and the beauty all around me. I hope to see many more. :)
Tori Leumas on October 15, 2018:
Very interesting poem. It was hard to follow the first time, so I read it a second time and I like it quite a bit.
Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on October 15, 2018:
That's a lovely poem. I really enjoyed reading that. And I love the Johnny Cash song. =)