Each season speaks a language
all its own,
and every season wears a
While Autumn cloaks herself in
bare Winter's gown is laced in
Refreshing as a soft pastel
florescent Spring peeps out in
while luscious Summer's decked
in full array
and brazenly explodes upon the
Spring whispers with a voice as
sweet as youth,
while Summer shouts with hale
and hardy breath;
tired Autumn sighs with wisdom
and with truth,
while Winter's hush is
tantamount to death.
All seasons have a voice that is
but God alone announces when
~Copyright © 1999 Ruth Gillis~
received a First Place Award in
March 1999 issue of RB's
and a First Place Award in the
July/August 1999 issue of Poets
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