Heather burns


The Seasons Of Life (revised)


A weaver sits among
the beautiful threads
weaving a glorious
tapestry
brilliant colors
reflect the seasons
of life

Spring offers many
hues of green, ever
so soothing When
hearts are young
happy and carefree
having a promise
for tomorrow
Still young enough
to believe dreams
can come true

Oh those days of
summer wonderful
red, thinking we
have found our
hearts delight
enjoying the heat
of the season
passion abounding

Then Autumn turns
leaves to many
shades of gold
cascade to the
ground
leaving painted
pictures lying
around
looking at life
differently
Knowledge now
obtainable

Finally the
majestic days
of winter silver
threads carefully
enter woven
in retrospect
greens, reds, and
gold have created
the wonderful
seasons of life.

Submitted: Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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  • Shahzia Batool (9/4/2013 10:26:00 AM)

    this poem is a painting, indeed...each stanza is a fine example of a perfect enjambement...nice work of course! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/4/2013 7:52:00 AM)

    Lovely poem with different colours of seasons picturised very well..
    Loved reading it twice, Heather.... (Report) Reply

  • Deepak Sawhney (9/4/2013 7:13:00 AM)

    Really enjoyed reading your perspective. Like the carefully interwoven threads & the colours of life's tapestry. Beautifully chosen words. (Report) Reply

  • Noreen Carden (9/4/2013 6:47:00 AM)

    Hi Heather a lovely poem speaking as someone in the winter of life
    winter has a great deal to offer well done a lovely read (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (9/3/2013 4:54:00 PM)

    You left out one season Heather,
    The season of indifference with it's dull shades of grays and washed out hues of destiny.
    It is the longest season of all hiding behind our good intentions ambient good will.
    It wears away the colors of the other seasons dragging them down in the end.
    It is the one against the many and fortunately the other seasons are able to keep it at bay. (Report) Reply

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