Another Season Passes...

Time passes so quickly

While you are away

The cold of Winter will soon be gone

The sweet beauty of Spring beckons

When the days will come alive

With the warmth of sunshine

And songs of birds

New buds will blossom

And colour the meadows

Their fragrant flowers scenting the air

Small insects will flit from flower to flower

Skimming over ponds and brooks

Leaving little ripples on the surface

Their gossamer wings shimmering

Like jewels in the sunshine

The soft breeze will stir the wild grasses

Carrying their soothing song near and afar

The trees will be newly leaved

In anticipation of Summer

And Summer will follow soon after

Another season will pass too soon.

Where are you dear one?

It seems too long

Since I have read your words

There is an emptiness in my seasons

Without your presence here...

Prose - Dianne Dawes...♥

Spring Meadow photograph by Nic Cairns 

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Quote

“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.” 

Jane Austen - Northanger Abbey

Painting of Jane Austen from Internet 

While You Were Away...

My winter has been cold

While you were away

I watched endless roads

You may have traveled on your way

Through wild mountain passes

Cols and valleys far away

Along the edge of gorges

The waterfall’s fresh spray

As it tumbled over ravines

Splashed on rocks to find its way

To pristine lakes and rivers

Where it would finally lay

The beauty of green pastures

Where white cows happily grazed

Meadow flowers in the sunshine

Wild grasses as they swayed

The beauty of pine forests

A cool and fragrant place to stay

To rest and refresh

From the heat of a Summers day

And hoped you found the happiness

In the wonder of each day...

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥

This poem is for you dear C.B. I hope you had a wonderful journey with many happy memories to remember and arrived home safely?

Image - Flowery Meadow in the French Alps - Please enlarge.