SEASONS...ALL CREATED BY THE SAME HAND WITH A LOVE THAT NEVER CHANGES. NICE WORK AND I LOVE THE PICTURE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Wishing for spring? With the Super Bowl hoopla over, this "sanctuary" city has returned to a balmy 82° with my orange tree sprouting new leaves that got singed badly in our only freeze so far this year.
You can always come down here with me and skip all those seasons. We only have two here, hot and dicey. ;-)
There's nothing quite as evanescent as snow, here today in all its beauty, reduced to puddles and mud tomorrow before it is gone. We need to enjoy it while it lasts, as your poem has done. John
Great rhyming! The season is soon to "Spring" ahead, and not one day too soon for me, although we have had a very mild winter down here. Great, positive write!
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
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I Left PA Sick Shoveling Snow
Now Its Sick Shoveling Evil Illegals...
KOOL Write On...
TRASK...
You can always come down here with me and skip all those seasons. We only have two here, hot and dicey. ;-)
Ron