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Exchanging Seasons

20 Sep

Although some hints of Summer remain,

Autumn awaits, ready for the exchange.

The seasons pass like changing of the guards,

They nod in acceptance, giving each other the highest regard.

The smell of fresh cut grass is replaced by the aroma of falling leaves

As they dance in the breeze beneath the trees.

Children walk briskly to and from the bus stop.

Farmers evaluate their latest crop.

 

While lost souls linger in the dark

They wait to hear others remark.

The cycle of life and death go hand in hand,

We reap the benefit of the harvest upon the land.

Some settle inside the coziness of their home

And others pass along the sidewalk to roam.

They smell the goodness of stews and pies.

Their stomach makes inquisitive cries.

As the warm passes the cold will it ignite a fire?

The cold wants warmth, it is their utmost desire.

Will the warm stay snuggled in their bed?

Or will they notice and share their bread?

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4 Comments

Posted by on September 20, 2011 in Poetry, Spiritual Reflections

 

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4 responses to “Exchanging Seasons

  1. Mr. Watson

    September 20, 2011 at 9:14 pm

    Great write ! Love it

     
  2. eucman

    September 22, 2011 at 5:13 pm

    Nice….

     
  3. Joycelyn

    February 5, 2013 at 10:45 pm

    Very nice, reminds of me christmas season… 🙂 I wish everyday is christmas because everyone knows how to share their bread.

     

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