Seasons
Seasons
By LaNita Cannada-Hickman
There are seasons
In between
When things are so right
Bills all paid
Getting laid
Three times in one a morning
Enjoyment of the warmth of sunshine
As it caresses your face
And the smell of fresh cut grass
After the last frost has gone
The gods smile down on you
These seasons come and go
Change is good
And there are storms
a monsoon or two
there are times
you feel you
won’t make it through
this builds character
what’s life
without challenges?
in these times of
disenchantment
please know it
can never last long
if you believe in
yourself
There will be seasons
In between
Hallelujah!
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