As Seasons Pass

by Cor Frederiks

Once upon a Dawning day,
my spirit sang, the song of may,
birds a whistling amongst rustling leaves,
forbearing the soon approaching eves.

Once upon a sunny morrow,
my spirit sang with little sorrow,
'twas and ever warmer ray,
that could burn the drying hay.

Once upon a leafy noon,
summer has passed way too soon,
All that is left is flooding puddles,
which leave me yet with many puzzles.

Once upon a cold white field,
the blowing wind will never yield,
as snowflakes fall from clouds above,
Walking becomes way to tough.

Once upon a cold mid night,
the sky than shatters with coloured light,
as the load bangs of fireworks lessens,
it is clear yet another year passes.

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