Season's Lessons: Poem

 

Season’s Lessons

In reality,

There is no such thing

As bad weather.

 Actually, and truthfully,

We thank every day with gratitude

And without any attitude,

When the wind turns on the tune.

The breeze keeps up with the rhyme.

Dark nights are for sweet dreams.

The sunrise comes with bright daylight.

Every season everything makes

Dance and sing.

Birds sit on the trees

And walk dry land.

Wetland’s ripples swing.

Every season teaches wonderful art

To dance and sing,

To smile and fly.

Tomshinsky@2025