Special Seasons Poem by James Donovan

Spring is a special time of year
when flowers start to reappear
and trees begin to bear their fruit
and birds are seen in swift pursuit
of a little place that they can own
a nest that they can call their home.

Summer is somewhat special too,
with it's balmy air and skies so blue
and all it's warmth and sunlit rays
to help erase and wash away
the tears left on your windowpane
by an envious springtime rain.

Autumn's the special time for chores
for all the tasks best done outdoors;
to harvest all the crops we've grown
and utilize the seeds we've sown
to prepare us for the coming day
when chilly Winter comes our way.

Fall is the special time and place,
to thank God for his saving grace,
and so, on this Thanksgiving Day,
we'll humbly bow our heads and pray,
'Dear Lord we thank you for all things
and for the gifts each season brings'.

Winter is that special time
when sleigh bells ring and doorbells chime
and gifts are placed so lovingly
underneath the Christmas tree,
and even with it's snow and sleet
we still say Winter can't be beat.

By now you all should realize
each season is a special prize
and no one can be called the best
without ignoring all the rest
so just be grateful for them all:
Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall.