Wintertime, and the living was easy
-- nothing to do but lie in the warmth
of your arms, laughing at the bitter cold.
Springtime, and the living was easy
-- nothing to do but lie in the strength
of your arms, sheltered from the storms.
Summertime, and the living was easy
-- nothing to do but lie in the sunshine
of your arms, knowing we had forever.
Autumn. It slipped in when I wasn't
looking. You faded out of my life like
the falling leaves ... and I am dead, inside.
mankind and his seasons, are but seasons out of time -- we come in the spring, flourish in the summer and fall -- then leave without a trace in winter's howl -- this is a very beautiful and philosophical peace Karla -- extremely well written and thought out -- much peace and love to you my friend -- JMW
Spot-on description of the seasons of our lives. And, here in our Autumn, we truly must remember the happiness and learned wisdom of prior seasons ... for our Autumn is when we validate our usefulness as elders. Oops :-)
Karla,
A journey through the seasons of relationships, comfort, security, love and loss, and there always seems to be loss, but we try to rise again, and we do, because we have no other choice. Thank you for this beautiful, elegant work.
John
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
Always knew there had to be a reason for my "unlucky side"!!
Love Tinka
Sheila
Cryssa
Ted
Perfect!
Georg
Well Penned
most enjoyable reading
Love & peace be with you
William
A journey through the seasons of relationships, comfort, security, love and loss, and there always seems to be loss, but we try to rise again, and we do, because we have no other choice. Thank you for this beautiful, elegant work.
John
With Love,
Cindy
In Christs Love
Michelle~
Be always safe,
Karen
Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose
Hugs,
Christine
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :(
Extremely deep and moving penning . . . your poetic words say so much!!
Blessings,
Lance
All I can say is wow! Love the analogy in this one. Great write! Keep on writing! Stay strong...
In Spirit,
Bear