Four Seasons

The changing of the seasons
each one a joy to me
I enter into springtime
with a newness grand to see.

Then comes the warmth of summer
vacations by the shore.
Moonlit nights of wonder
and happiness once more.

The colors in a new fall day
such shades of orange and red.
I catch my breath with wonder
does this beauty precede death.

I watch my breath escape me
on a frosty winter morn.
A fresh new blanket at my feet
as if the sheep were shorn.

Such sights are sent from heaven
delivered at my feet.
I’m lucky to be living
in this place that’s so complete.