Words Through The Seasons Poem by Ronald Chapman

Ever since that June morning,
When our paths crossed,
Everything in my old life changed,

My mornings became happy again,
My days grew bright,
No longer sleeping the days away without dreams,

It was as if I was reborn,
And learning to crawl once again,

Learning to write words of love to you,
I spend my days through the seasons,
Writing love songs for a dream,

Through the seasons,
The cold of winter, words to warm your heart,
The scent of flowers and birds singing in the spring, words to make you smile,
The heat of summer, words to make you feel alive looking at the night sky,
The colorful leaves of autumn, words to help harvest your dreams.

East to west the sun travels,
Knowing you are dreaming under the stars half a world away.
Knowing when you wake up living your dreams,

I fall asleep and dream,
Of you and me together,
Under a moonlit sky dancing in the soft moonlight,
Makes me feel alive.