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The Seasons Hope

The Seasons Hope

is gone through the
blue woodlands bare, vibrant hues
a memory in wintry blasts
of what was and will be.

Leaves have
crumbled and gone
to mix with old grass and dirt,
a mulch to encourage rebirth
when life begins anew.

might well be bleak,
but the recurring cycle
assures us within tomorrow
lies a measure of hope.

© Susan Schoeffield


Seed Line: “Autumn is gone: through the blue woodlands bare”
From: Before The Snow (II) by George Parsons Lathrop

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