I think of times from long ago
From summers sun to winters snow
New life in spring to autumns glow
Each season with a different show
Within my mind I see it all
Lambs in spring all look so small
Green grass in summer playing ball
With golden leaves in autumns fall
Memories stored of changing trends
A joyful day that never ends
But most of all each time depends
On many, many special friends
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a delight to read David, a lovely flow and good rhyming. I enjoyed it. Thank you for posting it. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX