Seasons on a roll

A hibernating existence through the frenzied events of winter
Memories of friends linger through the fog of the psyche
Festivals make for joyous revelry- always alike but never quite consistent.

The holiday season beckons with flaming zeal
For the pursuit of gifts so perfect, a singular exploit
At the crack of dawn or into the wee hours of the night- bows glitter and bindings crinkle.

A flurry of snowfall is exhilarating at first- slippery sidewalks get old very soon
The lacks of shielding gloves lead to frost bitten fingers,
While throwing snowballs at animated puppy-like dog.

Blossoms bloom like their end is near
Putting on a show that’s captured in media
Spring has sprung- in a manner of speaking

Flower disintegrate before one’s eyes
The oohs and aahs breathe their last amid vanishing wildflowers
A trek in the mountains become all about the foliage (and calorific value!)

A look forward towards summer gets the heart pumping
Wishes for warmth get tetchy when the mercury soars
As reflection creeps in on this cyclical progression

The ‘surprises’ winter could bring are around the bend

Currently broadending my mind: Eat, Pray and Love by Elizabeth Gilbert.