Seasons.

Paul Rees-Jones
Author: Paul Rees-Jones
Word Count: 56
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Spring seems like a slipper,
That summer wears to keep warm.
Summer is the childhood,
Of Autumns final call.
Autumn is winter’s lover,
Touched with golds and browns.
Winter is spring’s blanket,
Protecting it from harm.
Seasons intermingle,
Like friends that come to call.
Each bring something different,
To the gathering of the year.

  • whisperofco

    whisperofco

    Beautiful, very well writen .I have played with same thought but you have penned it so very well…

  • Paul Rees-Jones replied

    Thanks soo much….
    : { )}

  • whisperofco

    whisperofco

    By the way Paul ..Your looking pretty good in the new profile pic…I like this one of you the best..I can see something in your eye’s…..

  • Paul Rees-Jones

    Paul Rees-Jones

    aw thanks…I am a six months away from 40….lol…I will take every compliment I can…
    : { )}

  • Teacup

    Teacup

    A beautiful depiction and picture of the seasons Paul. x

  • Paul Rees-Jones replied

    Thanks so much!

  • wigs

    wigs

    wonderful, this is lovely

  • Paul Rees-Jones replied

    Thanks Wigs!

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