This poem is dedicated to my friend, J. Allen Wilson who was kind enough to give me the idea of writing about the seasons. Thanks Allen for being the inspiration for this one.
Looking out my window
Snow flakes falling on the ground
In their whispering silence
They don't make a sound
Winter time so wondrous
It brings you to your knees
Glistening snow and ice
As God decorate's the tree's
Looking out my window
I hear a robin sing
Buttercups break through the earth
Announcing it is Spring
Everything comes back to life
Resurrection begins
Life's cycle starts anew
And nothing has to end
Looking out my window
I hear the ocean roar
Adults jogging and kids playing
Along the sea shore
Beautiful array of gardens
The smell of summer in the air
Bathing suits and suntan oil
Cotton candy and the fair
Looking out my window
Rustic colors in the breeze
Brown's and red's and orange
Blended in the leaves
Beauty beyond imagination
Nothing can compare
To the season's God gives us
The miracles we share
Beautiful images! Great write!
Glad Allen inspired you! I saved it
to my library! I have Lisa's, Allen's
and your stuff in there!
Thanks for review and all you have left
over the past year!
Becca
Lovely write, Linda; well done! :D (((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. Happy New Year's to you and yours; hope 2004 brings much blessings and happiness to you and yours!
Reviewed by Al Swanson (Reader)
Reviewed on December 29, 2003
just an extremely pretty Linda, and gorgeous, the season nev4er looked better, al
Ahh Linda, this is outstanding, you took the gift that God has given us and painted it in a most beautiful way, this is so inspiring and so uplifting. Wonderfully done my friend...just beautiful in every way.
Allen
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on December 28, 2003
Georgous view of all the seasons, or a typical day in England:))
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Major League ballplayer Justin Moore is kidnapped from his own ballpark and transported to a foreign land. It might take high-level international negotiations to free him. Or maybe he will take matters into his own hands.
Deputy Dave Jenkins investigates the murder of local high school principal, Jerry Egge, but this is a multi-faceted novel that deals with spiritualism, romance, friendship, and children who fall through the cracks.
"Murder isn't usually this
Nothing can compare ......using your own words
Glad Allen inspired you! I saved it
to my library! I have Lisa's, Allen's
and your stuff in there!
Thanks for review and all you have left
over the past year!
Becca
Happy New Year Sweetie.. May 2004 be the best yet.
Melanie
Vesna :)
Have a marvelous New Year!!!
Happy New Years!
Debashish
But Miracles Do Not Exist- For All 's An Illusion As Buddha Claims,ie.
Remember I Told You About My Near Death Car Accident!
Your Friend,TRASK
You have outdone yourself, and that ain't easy.
Awesome!!!!!!!!!
Love,
John
Love Tinka
Allen
George
HAPPY NEW YEAR AND A HEALTHY ONE
Have a Great, Productive, 2004