*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
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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