I love and hate this time of year
The damp, the cold, the drawing near
Of frost returning o'er the stones,
The chill enveloping my bones,
The songbirds that I see no more,
These things all freeze me to the core;
When nature draws her curtains tight
Replacing daylight with the night;
When winter, round the corner peeps,
And hibernators start their sleeps;
When autumn waves a brisk goodbye,
These thing I hate, but wonder why.
I love and hate this time, and yet
I should remember, not regret,
That round and round the cycle winds
The seasons, with their several kinds;
The rising of the spring-birthed green
Upon the eye, the freshest scene;
The summer blaze, the cobalt sky.
It's not for me then to deny
The spirit of the yearly round,
It's place upon this earthly ground.
I wait for swallows on the wing,
And must look forward to the spring.
Very nice poem. Just when I've had enough of one season, it changes. I look forward to them all.
sincerely u decide award about dis particular poem, d metre of dis poem is meaningful, and every line end Rytm with each other, i giv u 10+++
It might be plain and simple, but it is plainly beautiful.You built in much image of thought throughout. This would make great song and those last two lines would be great in refrain or chorus
Very skillful. This reminds me of John Clare's descriptions of nature.
A lovely poem about seasons, with great rhyme and rhythm.I enjoyed reading it.
All seasons are nice. I enjoy the changing of seasons. Heat in summer cold in winter and the in between. lovely write by the poet
Nice poem John.. I too dread the cold of winter, but without it, I think I would not appreciate spring quite as much...I always look forward to the changing of the seasons no matter which one it is...By the end of summer, I look forward to fall and the end of the heat of summer..Frankly, at my age, the seasons fly by so quickly now that they seem to change in a flash!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello John this is a lovely poem with great description s of all the seasons