This Year of Love
by cricketjeff on January 27, 2011. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
You keep me warm on winter days
With friendly words and thoughts of you
You’re shelter when the North wind plays
Till Spring comes through
When pastel leaves first paint the trees
I wait for you beneath their shade
And hear your laughter on the breeze
Till Summer’s made
In golden fields the poppies dance
And you chase waves across the sands
I watch and hope I’ll get my chance
When Autumn lands
With rustling leaves beneath our feet
And tasty fruits on every side
This year of love will soon complete
On Winter’s tide
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