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Seasons of Change

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I hear that song that we sang all summer long

We sweltered but got so very well along

That flavorful creamy ice

And oh that joyous joy ride

Just an axial tilt of the earth and my summer transformed

The beautiful green leaves started to turn brown

When you considered yourself wearing that invisible crown

Those solemn promises to live by

And oh those pearls of laughter from deep inside

Just a drip in temperature and autumn stopped by

We lived our summers but tripped our fall

And tough it is to smile through the winters squall

That pure white snow covered all over

And oh those tea and fritters that we used to wolf down

Just went aloof when the sun hid under the moon

Melodies of robins and the return of monarch butterflies

How they smell the cut grass and come to claim their prize

That elliptical drift

And oh now that drastic shift

I just remember that song that we sang all summer long.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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47 replies on “Seasons of Change”

SeaSons of Soul Winter’s
Spring Summer’s Fall

Oh How We

All Dance

And Sing
Through All
Weathers

Of Life

We Feel Sense

And Come to Know to Do…

Know to Do Know To Do Oh

Happy are the Waves That Interplay

With Shores As One Ocean Earth Water Whole…

Where All of Life is Sunrise Sunset at the Beach

With Kind Smiles Dancing Singing Life is Play
And Sunshine Life
Moonlit

Dreams
Shores Lit
Up With Diatom Stars

Space Reflecting Seas
Shores Reflecting Star Eyes
That Really Aren’t Separated From Ocean Whole

Oh Yes Where Does it Go the Great Play of Life With no Know…

I’ve Seen it Young as Old Holding Hands Coming into

Stores With Big Warm

Smiles For They’ve Lost

‘The Know’ for now

At Least

As Warm

Hands Hold

Oh The Spring of
February Now When

Warmth Still Dances Sings Plays
Smiles Dear Samreen i Remember
A Cold Supervisor From Work Reaching
The Ripe Old Age of 50 about 47 Close to
4 Years Less than Katrina Now Reaching 51

And His Warm Wife of Less than
47 All Her Beauty Exhausted
Raising Two Children

He Found a
Younger Flower
At Work She Brought
Him Flowers At Work For His

Birthday i remember Him casually

Say His Mother Died Oh How Beautiful

it is to Still Be Gifted With A heART This Much

Life Teaches me is anything else Really Important

True There’s Food and Shelter And Amazing Technologies to

Help Others

Yet There’s

Love

And Play

For Love Now

A Real Testament

Is Never Losing Spring Within…
Those Warm Smiles And Hands
The Old Couple Who Realizes with
No Doubt What’s First and Last in Real Meaning of Breath at all First Again…

My Years Say i am So Old Now My Soul Simply Plays as Waves

On A Beach…

Indeed My

Wife is Still Those Waves…

SMiles The Way i See it Now
For Who Comes Goes and Stays
Treat Old Friends as New Friends
Treat New Friends As Old Friends Be Love

Indeed Eternal

Spring

of Sunshine Soul Now

Is It A Degree An Award a Job for Pay
Not Really Just A Smile Given And Shared Free

True Waves Shores Always Changing Stay FRiEnDS THiS WaY…

Smiles Samreen For 13 Years Katrina Worked at A Newspaper

Somedays Working 23 Hours Straight i Worked All Weekends

All Holidays And It’s True i had Dreams Remembering

That She Even

Existed

This is what
The Winter

Of Our Spring Will Do too
Bringing the Season Back
is Life is Eternal Spring of Love Now

Indeed a Golden Age Where Winter is Spring
Just the Opposite of A Dead Age Where Spring is Winter…

Sadly Half the Folks Age 18 Through 34 have no one to
Experience Any Season At all Together And A Quarter Have no Friends…

So How

Advanced

Are We Becoming

Nothing Really of Soul At All…

Shall i Dance And Sing to Help

‘Them’ Remember in a word

Yes…:)

For i Have
Seen Winter in Spring…

And Yes No Seasons at all…then…

Yet Now is Forever Just one Breath of Love..:)

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Wow Fred, this is such a beautiful experience of life you shared, thank you soo much😊 Indeed life is spring always, or to say it should be within us, no matter how much harsh the weather is, we must hope for better days to come, for the spring to arrive 🙂🌻 Stay blessed and happy dear, have a wonderful celebration 😊✨🌻🌺💐

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Oh Samreen I love the beautiful metaphors and lovely memories this poem evoked.
Such fun wolfing down those fritters and the laughter and joy with such eloquent words.
Bravo for a great poem worth waiting for dear friend! ❤️❤️💖💖💖

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Aww thank you sooo much Cindy for your beautiful words of appreciation, love and support always ❤️🥰 I feel so grateful really 🤗 Thank you again so much dear, love and hugs ❤️❤️❤️🤗🤗🤗
Have a lovely Sunday with your cats🐱🤗❤️🥰😀😘🤗🐱

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Oh thank you soo much Deb for your appreciation, you made my day dear✨😊💖 How often we get reminded of those days, isn’t it?? 😊
We move forward and the past looks beautiful. 🙂 Have a lovely week ahead Deb, take care, hope your daughter and all of you are doing well😊

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