Seasons

Our Four Seasons

Winter days are just memories

as warm day shall be also

thoughts of the seasons that pass

sketch memories that linger 

Streams of sunlight beam downward

touch surface of the cool earth

all long for growth to flourish

winter lasted way too long

Summer is hot and humid

grand for some hot for others

soon will pass and fall will come

beauty of foliage consumes... 

heart shall be happy again

- Rhoda Galgiani