In autumns fading leaves I see the winter that has come early it's like the love I hold so dear that turned on me, and now is drear the seasons as they come and go mirror our lives in ebb and flow how similar those mixed emotions wax and wane twixt hate and devotion relationships that lack fulfillment need hard work to have contentment as trees become bare in winters scene we turn our hopes to a fertile spring
We admire the colors of Autumn and we look further to the colors of spring...promary colors to pastel beauify You give us a fresh look after winter clears the debris and new growth opens the windows for a fresh new season. Don't ya just love the wonder of nature?
Love,
Susan
So often I've used the changing seasons as a metaphor for life and you've done the same in this poem but so effectively. I always enjoy your work Eileen.
Chanti
Talk about winter coming early? We had snow and hail a few days ago! Didn't expect that until Thanksgiving week, at least I was hoping to have low heating bills 'til then! LOL! Extrememly well expressed poem, Eileen!
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on October 15, 2006
There is always hope :-) As winter approaches I often tell people.....just think we are just a few months away from spring! I am learning to enjoy being single knowing the day will come when once again my life will be committed with another soul and their needs and enjoying every moment of the changes :-)
This is so full of emotion, Eileen. You put it so succinctly with the seasons mirroring our lives, even at times when like winter, it's bleak and dreary as with the disappointment of lost love.
Excellent poem.
Love,
CJ
As go the seasons, so go the seasons of our lives. Some are hot, some transitional and some freeze our heart and our soul. There is always a rebirth if we believe that we deserve it and have the strength to will it so. Beautiful melancholy write, Eileen. Autumn is just starting here and the trees in the Bosque are turning golden, just teasing with the vibrant reds that will cover them in another week, before fading to brown and making a warm blanket on the earth for the winter leaving her pregnant with the promise of Spring.
Take care,
Sherry
Remembering that all of life ebbs and flows as tides or seasons. Tis is to know that all of life has plan and purpose and gives hope.
Thank you for sharing this poem.
Excellent
Life is much like seasons...hot and full of life one moment and cold and cruel the next, you've captured it well my friend. Great write...
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Reviewed on October 15, 2006
Oh that spring were here. Lovely flowers, great expectations, and warmer weather. My old bones are already aching. Victor
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Love,
Dove
Ron
Love,
Susan
Chanti
Beautifully penned!
Sheila
Excellent poem.
Love,
CJ
Take care,
Sherry
Myrna
Regis
Susan
thanx on appreciating the afterthought of my last poem ...
Love Tinka
Thank you for sharing this poem.
Excellent
Nice work
Best wishes
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
In the field of opportunity ...it is ploughing time again
Full of hope and positivity..
Love
Peter