Treasure Island

Jacquie StewartHeimann


Full Circle


As I stood staring at the trees
Devoid of color, empty of leaves
I feel a great sadness and depression
Could this be one of lifes' little lessons

To show us at the end of life
Old and withered, full of strife
That in the winter of our years
There is no one to shed a tear

But memories come flooding in
To remind us, that just as life begins
We start out, like the spring, so new
With hopes, dreams and love that's true

We grow, mature, gain knowledge and wisdom
From budding new life, to aged and wizened
We pass through seasons as we pass through time
With joys and hopes, with dreams divine

And again, with the spring, comes knowledge anew
An enlightenment that happens to few
Each year bursts forth with joys abound
That life, like seasons, in a circle come round

Submitted: Friday, June 16, 2006

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Full Circle by Jacquie StewartHeimann )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  9. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Shackled by Love, Maheshwer Peri
  2. Lackadaisical, Diane Hine
  3. Ghost City, Cyndi K. Encinares Gacosta
  4. The fine things in life, Cyndi K. Encinares Gacosta
  5. Dead concern, hasmukh amathalal
  6. Your phallus is, Cyndi K. Encinares Gacosta
  7. rejection, Cyndi K. Encinares Gacosta
  8. All You Do Is Take, Lawrence S. Pertillar
  9. tics, Cyndi K. Encinares Gacosta
  10. Throwback Stances, Lawrence S. Pertillar

Poem of the Day

poet George Gordon Byron

So we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart still be as loving,
And the moon still be as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

 

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]