Spiritual and Inspirational poetry that touch the heart and soul, and provoke the mind.
I welcomed Spring with open arms.
(We all admit she has her charms.)
But soon my welcome starts to wear
As once again I must take care,
For then reality sets in:
I must from ticks protect my skin,
And soon mosquitoes will be here
To buzz around, I fear. Oh, dear!
Summerís here before you know it.
Grass grows fast; we have to mow it.
Outdoor plants all thirst for water.
(I donít want to sound a martyr!)
Autumn seems so far away
When weíre hardly into May.
I dream of leaves all red and gold
As trees prepare to welcome cold.
Then Winterís chill
Becomes a thrill.
These are some reasons,
Of all the Seasons,
Winter is best
ĎCause I can rest!
(Written the morning of 17 April 2006)