*Some people come into our lives for a reason, some only for a season.
You came into my life in the Spring.
A New Beginning as we explored each other.
Love bloomed.
Summer found us in the heat. Our love a flame; scorching
fanned by lust.
Fall quieted and cooled our passions.
There was a void; unspoken but there.
Winter froze our hearts.
By then the seasons had run their course.
We looked at the coming Spring for Love Anew.
Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson
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Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in on line journals, such as, Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society.Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 by Z Publishing. You can find more of her writings on her blog at: https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
I love this idea that people come into and out of our lives like seasons. Very lovely Penny.
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Thank you Jess. ❤
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Come take a romantic journey in Penny’s – SEASONS.
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Thank you so much for the reblog Charles! So kind of you! ❤
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Brilliantly written Penny wont be long surely before you will be signing copies of your poetry books.
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You are too kind. Thank you! ❤
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Anytime Penny
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Ohhhh! Thank you Dear heart. ❤
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🤗😎👍👌👋👋👋
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Beautifully written ☺💛
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Awww, thanks Walt! ❤
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My pleasure 🙂
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Lovely Penny!
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Thank you!
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Really nice!
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Thank you!
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