Poem -

Seasons

Seasons

I shiver in the cold spring night
Delicate buds on my fingertips 
Desperate for morning's light

Daffodils dance at my roots
As the fresh spring sunshine
Beckons my timid shoots

As leaves begin to sprout
They warm my weathered bark
Now that Spring is out

I shelter children playing below
From the hot summer sun
As I stretch and I grow

Bees buzz in jovial June
Gardeners milling around me
As they pamper and prune 

The days slowly diminish
Children's laughter fades
Now Summer's due to finish

And soon the biting frost
Will nip away at my blanket
Until my leave's are lost

Eventually I'm naked again
Stood on a red carpet
Sodden in the rain

Until snow lulls me to sleep
I will awake on a warmer day
From my slumber deep

 

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Tina

I like how you've used the one tree about which to write of the different seasons. Lovely poem

Tina x

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lodigiana

This is exactly what poetry should be! you have described nature in the most beautiful  way and with such excellent imagery that the reader experiences your experience of nature- lovely work and well deserving of a nomination! Thank you for sharing this will us.
Lodigiana xxx 

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Jayne Curry

Thank you very much for your kind comment 😊 x 

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Jayne Curry

Thank you Michael. Much appreciated x 

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