your seasons

Your heart is like winter

cold at first 

but delicate at touch like snow 

your winter like heart has touched mine


Your soul is like fall

soft and warm mixing for a color

a color that kisses the autumn leaves


 your mind is like summer

ideas bright as the sun

thoughts sweet like bee's honey

and words light as a flower


your existence is like spring

spring showers fall as soon as your gone

sun peaks through the clouds 

as soon as you arrive walking through the beam of light


thank you

for the four seaosns I enjoy

your seasons of a person I admire




This poem is about: 
My family


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