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