When will the flowers bloom?
And the robins sing
When will time slow down
As it goes fast?
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We are all seasoned by the passage of time. I like your poem LeeAnn!
A wonderful poem depicting the various seasons. Loved the opening lines with beautiful poetic expressions and images.
Congratulations, LeeAnn. This poem ranks #41 today. My revisit to the poem was worth the effort
Heat and cold at extremes i guess you don't like that. The poem is fab superbly written. Kudos! Plz also read and comment my newest poem titled, 'five godly gifts in gold'
When LeeAnn says, "I just can't stand snow in April", all of us join the chorus with her. For that means catastrophe, no Apocalypse…
And congratulations, LeeAnn. This poem is already in the list of Best Poems of Members.
"When will the flowers bloom? " The poet is looking forward to the spring, with an un subdued longing. And "I have no desire for winter".. nice.5*
I just can't stand snow in April I would become restless...I can feel the suffocation of the poetess. A wonderful poem.
It's a nice poem dear Lee. The influence of different seasons on life is the same everywhere
It is the same every where now, climate is taking beating, during Aril we have never seen cloudy weather and heavy rains. This has become a global phenomena now. Lovely Poem.
Beautifully inked. A nice poem on changing seasons. Loved it.
Time is also speeding by. Tina died eleven years ago this Saturday. Where has that eleven years gone? ?
It's the same here in Wales, One day I'm in shorts in full sunshine then a week of wearing winter clothes in torrential rain. Twice I planted grass seed, twice they've been washed out. We are now in climate change territory.
A marvelous poem on change of seasons and our feeling towards them.When in joy we feel time is flowing fast.When in pain, we feel time is too tardy.