Four Seasons of Love by David L. Crouse - Poetry - Ask Nem5

FOUR SEASONS OF LOVE
© David L. Crouse 4-9-79

Spring's love blossoms... bright and new,
So pure and sparkling... in morning's damp dew,
Most blossoms give way... in summer's intense heat,
Many a Spring’s love end...in quiet defeat.

Summer’s love... the mighty oak tall and strong,
Deeply rooted... and lasting ever so long,
Comes the day... when leaves fall and are still,
As summer’s love succumbs... to autumn’s damp chill.

Autumn’s love... the bird's southerly flight,
The end drawing nearer... each day, each night,
In the beginning... rich colors red and gold,
Only to be buried... in winter’s deep cold.

Winter’s love... a mountain's snow covered peak,
A long lonely climb... to the pinnacle you seek,
But climb you must... or when spring has come,
Once again flowers will bloom... but only for some.

If you experience...these four seasons of love,
Never quit looking ahead... or to God above,
For someday you will find... the blossom you seek,
And together you will climb... that snow covered peak.

Literature Index
Poetry 2 Index
Ode to Maggi's Dream
Maggi's Dream Goes On
Come With Me
Fade
Four Seasons of Love
In A Word
Moonlight Lover

Mystical Things
Planted Seed
Stir
The Earth
The Love of My Life
Time For Bed
You Warm Me
Your Love