I’ve heard so many sentiments
of “you’ll see spring again”
And “hold on through the winter”
just waiting for that day when
The cold has gone, the light returns
and things begin to bloom
The idea that warmth and summer
cannot come a day too soon.
But it doesn’t sit quite right
this clear cut message of prosperity
As the measure of success,
that you’ve arrived when ‘struggle free’
The idea that darker seasons
are just there to be endured
Until the weather changes
and we find our rich reward.
I want to see my breath
in the crisp October air
And feel the scarf’s embrace
As it covers me with care
Witnessing the turning colours
of my neighbourly trees
And how others are feeling
about the changing breeze
I don’t buy into the idea that
only spring and summer are home
The thing I most desire is
knowing I don’t walk the seasons alone.
- Ange Disbury -
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