| I have written poems for years and tucked them away in a notebook never quite knowing what to do with them. When Arlington added a poetry contest for this years Eagle Festival I decided to enter...what could I lose? Nothing apparently...I Won! Thank you everyone who voted for my poem. Here it is...what do you think?
SEASONS
My garden beckons
in autumn
in the wind
where tattered remnants of summer flowers wait
to be covered with a bed of newly fallen leaves
turned scarlet and gold by October nights
My garden beckons
in winter
in the snow
where tiny sleeping buds on frost kissed branches
sparkle in the cold pale sun
waiting for December to break it's icy spell
My garden beckons
in spring
in the rain
where blossoms open and flowers burst forth
in kaleidoscopic colors
like April rainbows after a storm
My garden beckons
in summer
in the shade
where a cool green canopy of leaves invites me
to sit and rest among the fruits of September's harvest
until my garden beckons again
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 | you really are amazing nana i love this poem and i love you congrats one winnin | -- Kylie Henderson, 2/7/10
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