Woven weaves of fantasies 💕

Back when I think of my reasons to remember

After the Summers kisses, as that sizzling sunshine caressed us all

With the bulging of those berries on the bushes, and yon welcome of the fall

Oh yes I can reminisce, those preparations for the jollies of that festive season

When I was rushing to and fro, buying Christmas presents for a reason

But Oh dear me those golden colours of our Autumn, doesn’t seem that long ago

Those days and months are flying by, as I am growing old I know

And as I wander when I ponder, wondering what this Springtime will bring

Whilst those little snowdrops are drooping in my garden, with that withered, wilted white bling

Stalked lanky, lean Daffodils have shot thru the soily earth saying “Hello”

Closed buds are blowing in the Winters winds, waiting for their yellow heads of bestow

And those cycles of the seasons, within the wheel of our whole wide world