You are the seasons of my heart.

Like the Summer sun,

You have brought 

a ray of sunshine to my life.

You're Winter because

Your warm and tender caring

Won't let my Winters be cold.

Spring and Fall are harvest times.

I plan to harvest bushels of your love

So all my seasons will not be barren.

With tender loving care

I will cultivate our garden

So we may bear

What Mother Nature allows

If our crop withers at the vine

I will always remember

The good you have brought my way.

Thank you for being you.

Copyright © 1982 

Carolyn Bigler aka moonlightflower

published in: American Poets and Their Poetry