The Seasons Of His Love Poem by Donna Schmitt

Like the spring air he refreshes your mind and soul.
Sweet desires start to grow and feelings so freash and new start to bloom. Eyes so blue like the endless sky and the way he looks at you makes smile and softly sigh.

Like a warm summer day he fills you with such light and laughter.
You feel the heat in his soft kiss and the warmth in his touch so tender.
Like the seemly endless days you hope his love is here to stay.

Like a cool fall morning his sof whisper gives you a sweet shiver. The magic in his love puts you under a spell that you never want to break. When he holds you in his arms you feel so warm and wanting that it makes your heart ache.

Like the hoildays of winter his love is giving and tender. All the little things you share show you how much he really does care. The colors of the season all silver and gold and the priceless gift of his love is yours to treasure and hold.