The Changing of the Seasons

The weeks are moving quickly
And I notice the smallest things,
The tiny fluctuations
Which change of season brings.

I notice that itís earlier
When morning comes my way,
That the days are slightly longer
And fresh things now come my way.

The blossoms gentle petals
Now blowing all about
On gusty cool spring breezes
That seem to howl and shout.

The sun seems to be brighter
And the sky a lighter shade of blue,
I hear the birdís early singing
And then I think of you.

I see the buds all swollen
Ready for bursting through,
The springtime bulbs now peeping ~
Hyacinths of purple blue.

The fragrance of the jonquils
Brings perfume to the air,
I love the springtime garden
When the daffodils are there.

The springtime soon will be over
And then comes the summer hot days
I shall be looking forward to autumn
And her colourful sweet ways.

~ Angel of Avalon ~


Springtime Blossoms

Sultry winter chilly breeze
whipping through the air
Snow upon the mountaintops
such beauty can't compare ~
Trees are sparse within their growth
a dim and gathering mist
Sweeps the centre of this place
with chilly nature's kiss.

Early morning frosty walks
dancing in the grass
Meadows filled with cool splendour
until the winter's passed ~
Biting whispers of the wind
a listless morbid sight
The sun that cannot seem to reach
beyond the chilly plight.

Chimneys smoking with the scent
of fire in their flus
Heartfelt warmth reflecting on
the morning's passing dew ~
Fragrance of a burning pine
wafting through the air
A sweet aroma of the warmth
felt surrounding there.

The months that pass the chilly days
with colour in the trees
Green and yellows, pink and reds,
a fragrance in the breeze ~
Flowers on the shrubbery
such beauty in array
When springtime comes a season's born
in colourful display.

Gone is the chilly winter snow
the frost and sultry mists
The shining sun is seen beyond
a wondrous day as this!
Blossoms on the vacant trees
now gather in full bloom
The scent of springtime in the air
enveloped in sweet perfume.

A bountiful burst of beauty
as nature comes alive
Dancing to the fragrant song
that echoes through the skies ~
Sun-kissed in the morning
the breath of life she brings
Her warmth that comes after the chill
awakened in the Spring.

~ Angel Reflections ~




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