A Blossom In Springtime, A Leaf In The Fall Poem by GREENWOLFE 1962

A blossom in springtime,
A leaf in the fall.
Yes, these are the treasures
I like most of all.

But though these are treasures
I so like to see.
There's nothing more precious
Than you are to me.

For nothing is softer
Than your gentle skin.
The leaves and the blossoms
Just cannot contend.

Your hair is more golden
Than any fall day.
And your cheeks are redder
Than blossoms in May.

But mainly the reason
I hold you so dear.
Your beauty is present
At all times of year.

A blossom in springtime,
A leaf in the fall.
Yes, you are the one dear
I like most of all.