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Sorry, posted the Rough!

Here is the final, (getting old!)


Seasons And Reasons

The scent of summer floats upon a warming air
and birds finally sing so free without a care
The snow recedes and brown grass shows its skirt
and the earth begins to renew from winter’s hurt

We await the first flower, the greening grass
the call of the whippoorwill to float softly pass
The ripple of a breeze to make waves in the reeds
and the Heron’s silent stalk among the watered weeds

Nature considers changing her ermine gown for green
Father Time feels frisky, and all that that might mean
Life’s song is upon the wind, listen and rejoice again
for now its time to find a new beginning as this winter ends



1,924 posted on 03/19/2009 7:59:38 AM PDT by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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To: WayzataJOHNN

Nice Poem.


1,925 posted on 03/19/2009 8:18:44 AM PDT by Sundog (The founding fathers understood what would happen when all three branches of government failed.)
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To: WayzataJOHNN

I enjoyed that, Johnn, very good poem for the coming seasons!


1,951 posted on 03/19/2009 1:54:00 PM PDT by jaycee ("His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me. ")
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