A promise of life arrives in the Spring,
The unfurling, uncurling of everything…
The greening of this Earth.
Summer brings a shimmering haze,
Lazy, crazy, sun-filled days,
A fleeting few months worth.
Colour characterises the Fall,
Orange, red, gold, I love it all,
Yet it’s the signal for dearth.
Winter brings a numbing chill,
We’re freezing, wheezing, just until…
Spring’s advent and rebirth.
© Text / Image Caro Ness 2016
