The Seasons Of Our Love Poem by Richard Trembath

The Seasons Of Our Love

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We missed each other's Springtime
because we were elsewhere.

Then Summer came, and left again
and still you were not there.

Soft Autumn, with its mellow tones
became our own lives' Spring,

We savoured it, and dreamed our dreams
of what each day would bring.

There seemed so many happy days
ahead for us to share,

We gave no thought to Winter
– but on a sudden it was there...

And all too soon we realised
the life we loved was gone,

The mists rolled in,
the dark clouds brought
the cold and driving rain.

You left –

I can but shelter...
and hope we meet again.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Marie 18 February 2020

Profound, intense and a reality of true love, leaving and regret that time together had to end.

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Marie 30 April 2018

This ls so lovely dear Richard.

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Lorraine Colon 30 September 2013

Sad poem, but filled with love. Very nice.

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Richard Trembath

Richard Trembath

Richmond, Victoria, Australia
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