Four Seasons

artwork: william marr

FOUR SEASONS

 by William Marr

Spring

such commotion

it can only be

first love

I don’t recall ever seeing

so fresh a green

Summer

to say that your smile

lights up the whole garden

is of course an exaggeration

but I did indeed see

a flower bloom

at your approach

Autumn

when his wife and children

comb and find a gray hair

on his head

he can detect in their exclamations

an insuppressible joy

of the gleaners

Winter

the colder the day is

the brighter the furnace burns

there is no energy crisis

in our hearts

~ first published in Autumn Window ( Arbor Hill Press)