Sounds like a terminal, eh? Well, when and if I finish,
we will understand, Winter has gone, Spring is our now.
Arrival and Departure
This is not a train station. A new day is about to begin.
The sun is going down like a ball of fire. Dusk moves
in like a blanket to smother it and whisper, good night.
All of this is a picture of beauty from nature with love.
We’ve finished with Winter and its vagaries, its
time is done. Jonquils are lifting their faces to the sun.
Pussy Willows, in great numbers grace vases everywhere,
children gathering them, laughing and having fun.
God, in his wisdom created the seasons knowing that
man could adapt to the changes and follow his plan;
therefore after Spring, He added Summer and Fall.
This year winter was in change, that was a gain.
Spring took over with Summer in tow, thus a year
created by God was given to mankind to design
and refine. Man tried to follow the Master’s touch,
to no avail. The seasons ran out of time.
Copyright © 2012 Charles E Frost
April 21, 2012