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Through All the Seasons

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .


Through all the seasons,
love brought us much joy,
no matter whether rain or shine -
we'd go dancing along.
Though all the seasons,
for all the right reasons,
we came together -
to venture along life's road.

Autumn rains,
coloful leaves,
swirling around us,
as we'd dance down a country lane.
Deep into the forests,
where mushroom had sprung up,
beneath tall pine trees,
like in a land with wood nymphs,
we'd wander as gurgling forest streams
went rushing by -
before the winter wind froze them in time.

Winter the harshest of seasons,
but warm hand in had,
we'd stop to share a kiss,
standing in the snow
and rejoice as snowflakes went dancing by.
You'd offer me your hand,
the winter waltz would begin,
we had our won melodies
and our own kind of fun.

Came the blossoming spring,
with tulips blooming,
we'd walk through meadows,
seeking the wildflowers that grew there;
I remember blue bonnets as blue as the sky
and the reddest poppies nodding beneath the sun.
THe scent of the earth so fresh,
life was beginning again,
just like our love.

Summer was the season of our love,
with scented roses on the vine.
Along the seashore,
footprints left in the sands of time.
Even as the waves washed them away,
I knew we'd left our signature behind.
Now as I walk alone,
with musty-eyes I remember,
the days when you were mine
and all the seasons of joy that love.
to us once brought -
eternally etched upon my heart and soul.

© 2020 Gypsy Rose Lee

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