RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Seasons Of Love - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turning and spinning, all of our love keeps going unto
the end, never fading, always shining brightly, never
Being totally self-assured, giving our hearts to one
another throughout our lives, watching as snowflakes
fall all around us in winter.
In fall leaves being blown and scattered about, then
spring comes blossoming far and wide, surrounding us
in a garden of color.
Summer beating upon us heatedly as we continue our
dance of love through every season of our lives,
still completely and totally in love forever.
Comments about Seasons Of Love by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You