Some people have a favourite season
The beautiful bright sunny days of Summer
perhaps the subtle colours of Autumn
Maybe the endless smells of Spring
or the cosiness that only Winter can bring.
Me… I fell in love with the changes in seasons
they are like my children
Everyone with their own mystique
changing before my eyes while growing up to be unique.
I love the way summer gives up the period of growth
how Autumn force the summer in submission
Changing bright colours without permission
into pastels of red, purple, orange and yellow.
I love how the early Winter wind arrives one day
creeping in with a plan up its sleeve
Sweeping away the autumn leaves
and clean the streets with early rain or snow.
I love how Spring is showing full intend
blessing each plant with early buds
Preparing nature for a bouquet of colours
and smells that only Spring can bring.
I Love that way late Winter and early Summer
wrestling for control while the blossoms bloom
How Spring stays neutral in the fight
while Summer takes control of his seasonal right.