SEASONS

Our love began in the springtime

when the world was tender green,

and the love we gave each other

was beautiful and free.

The Primrose was our flower;

we gathered all we found.

Our hearts were filled with Springtime

and our world went spinning round.

I loved you in the summer

with a heart so full and true,

while honey colored sunlight

fell from skies of deepest blue.

The Daisy was our flower

and we laughed the rhyme away;

“He loves me not, he loves me!”

our flower of love would say.

But with the Autumn’s falling leaves

our love began to fade;

and while the harvest moon smiled down

we destroyed the world we’d made.

our flower was a faded rose;

its petals fell like rain;

Iis thorns became our anger

though the fragrance still remained.

Now the season of our discontent

lies cold and shadows fall.

And the icy winds of winter

blow against our separate walls.

No flowers bloom in winter;

no petals tender green.

Our love lies cold and broken

Like our broken summer dreams!

c.2011, Donna Swanson

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About dswan2

Poet, author, columnist, lyricist, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, wife of 50 years. Born and raised in America's Heartland
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8 Responses to SEASONS

  1. your words paint a beautiful season imagery,

    well done!

  2. Kay Salady says:

    Oh, Donna! Wow! ♥

  3. caridwen says:

    This is wonderful. Thank you so much for sharing it!!

  4. becca givens says:

    Donna – love the use of the seasons and flowers through out the course of this bittersweet love!

  5. A sad trip through the seasons. Or it ended that way. A very smooth polished, metre spot on right, with very moving images tastefully presented. Great job.

    http://henryclemmons.wordpress.com/2011/08/14/she-plays-me/

  6. tbnranch says:

    Awesome write! I so enjoyed this.

  7. Love so often parallels the seasons. I often refer to times in my life as seasons. Seems we are constantly moving on to the next thing. Another beautiful write, Donna.

    Here is my second offering for this week: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/18/i-am-loved/

    You might also enjoy this story I submitted to Bluebell Books this morning: http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/08/18/amber-waves-of-grain/

    • dswan2 says:

      I just found all these comments when I accessed the blog to post a new piece! Don’t know why they did not come up in my mailbox! In any case, I read and appreciated every one. Thank you!

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