Season's Changes Poem by Larry Perry Sr

One early January sunny day outside my bedroom window there was a beautiful Red Robin

Just walking along the green grass or early in January in January one might ask because I asked the same in my mind

Could it be spring or ready in winter flowers blooming farmer still have at lest  years hay by the piles because there's so much green grass for the farm animals to eat

Season changes but not in this way could the season now be telling us something of what to come

Can we really see what's happening right in front of our own eyes

We have no regular seasons anymore they are seasons in the past we used to could tell one season from another

There was a time when we knew when and exactly when seasons was to come and go

But now is everyone guess one season from another the day has as I write it's 80 degrees in February the winter

Season changes but we have no Seasons anymore climax change seen to that we get rain when we should have snow snow when we should have rain

What a strain on the brain and the body that changes of the seasons brings

02/21/2018