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Seasons Fade
by Mary -BrytEyz- Ball (Age: 39)
copyright 07-13-2001


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I hate to see winter melt into spring
and erase the beautiful frozen things.
I hate to see Spring burnt up by the sun
and wither the things I thought were fun.
I hate to see Summer fall to the ground
and die with the leaves all scattered around.
I hate to see fall freeze under the snow
that carpets my steps wherever I go.
I hate that I keep holding on to the past
Because I know that nothing ever lasts.




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04-23-2007 Leigh G.    

Wow...I feel like I could of written this myself! I tend to make too much of events and cling to the past too. Days melt into weeks, weeks melt into months, and so on...we don't realize how time passes, and some people up here in NJ, like my mother, hate winter and spring if it's cold... Personally, the cold doesn't bother me and I enjoy all seasons for their own charming effects. Although I don't find the cold enjoyable all the time, and as a school student I always welcome the summer with open arms, I still reflect on the past and events that happened a long time ago, but still feel like they happened yesterday. I only really realize time passes when seasons change, other than that I just memorize so many events and the like... As the others said, great descriptions! Just capitalize all the lines, and it'll be perfect! I've made 1275 comments before this one...can add one more I complained about capitalization...XD Great work, keep writing!


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11-30-2006 Richard Reed Jr    

The end of one road is simply the beginning
of another.
This was well written. I enjoyed the rhyme, the rhythm, the vivid descriptions,, and the sentiments.

Good Work,

Rich


11-21-2005 David Pekrul    

How can we enjoy today, when we keep looking at yesterday? You have used the seasons to express a deeper thought. Well done.


02-25-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

The length of a poem is only dictated by what is needed to be said to get the point across and you have done that very well here. Thanks, Anthony


04-01-2001 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

Beverly: HOw's this? Better? And thanks, you are right. That word bothered me when I posted it, but I just couldn't think of anything else to describe that transition. It's amazing how looking at a poem later, some things that were hard to think of come so easily. Let me know if this is any better. If not... I'll keep plugging away at it! *grin*

Everyone: Thank you for reading and commenting, you guys just don't know what it means to me!!!




04-01-2001 Beverley McInnis    

Hi Mary! Very simple poem that is definitely not incomplete....it wraps up very well. The last 2 lines really wrap up the symbolism of the seasons. One suggestion: perhaps finding a different word for "neat" (even though I realize it would be difficult to rhyme with heat and keep the meaning the same). Neat seems .... out of context to the rest of the poem. Well done.




04-01-2001 Eric Carrillo    

Hi again... I have a hard time writing long poem, well any thing for that matter. I think your poem is good.




04-01-2001 Mary -BrytEyz- Ball    

Betty; post it! *smile*
Celeste; thank you. *hugs*
Laryalee; then I've accomplished my goal. It's really hard for me to write short poems. It's hard for me to just stop, and let the pen down. I always feel it's not finished if it's not long or something. I'm glad nobody felt this poem incomplete. Nobody that said anything anyway, lol. Thank you all for reading.




04-01-2001 Laryalee Fraser    

A somewhat sad reflection, Mary, but it's bright and lively enough to keep it from being depressing!
It's actually quite enjoyable!
Lary





04-01-2001 Celeste Wilson    

Mary, you are truly gifted. These poem said it all!






04-01-2001 Betty Eskdale    

Excellent! Good life lesson here, we love it all, and miss it when it goes, yet learn to love again, reminds me of a friendship poem I wrote as I was moving hundreds of miles away and knew we could not keep in touch, must post it, Thanks Mary



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