Spring
The snow begins to melt away,
And flowers bloom, in bright array.
The trees awaken, from their slumber,
And nature's beauty, is a wonder.
As spring arrives, we're filled with hope,
And see the world, through a wider scope.
The world is new, with endless chance,
As life renews, in a graceful dance.
For change is what this season brings,
A fresh start, with the gentlest of wings.
A time to leave behind the old,
And embrace the new, with hearts of gold.
Summer
The sun beats down, upon the land,
And warmth surrounds, with gentle hand.
The world awakens, in a blaze of green,
And endless opportunities, can be seen
As summer blooms, we feel alive,
And chase our dreams, with a vibrant drive.
The days are long, and the nights are warm,
As we embrace change, in every form.
For this season brings, a sense of growth,
As we shed old skin, and find new clothes.
A time to bask, in the sun's bright light,
And relish in the beauty, of life's sweet sight.
Autumn
The leaves begin to fall, from trees so tall,
As the season changes, and the colors call.
The world is painted, in hues of gold,
And we embrace change, as we grow old.
As autumn settles in, we feel the shift,
A time to cherish, and to uplift.
For this season brings, a sense of peace,
As we let go, and find release.
A time to reflect, on what has been,
And prepare for what's next, as we begin again.
For change is the constant, in every life,
And autumn reminds us, to face it with delight.
Winter
The snow begins to fall, a blanket white,
As winter comes, in the darkest of night.
The world is quiet, and peaceful too,
As we prepare, for something new.
As winter settles in, we feel the chill,
And embrace the change, with a steadfast will.
For this season brings, a time to rest,
To let go of old, and embrace the best.
A time to dream, of what's to come,
And prepare for new life, with a joyful hum.
For change is inevitable, in every season,
And winter reminds us, to find the reason.
To cherish every moment, and embrace the flow,
Of life's sweet journey, wherever it may go.
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Time's Wings
Non-Fictionmy second book of poems about time and aging written about two years ago