To a summer sun rising into the dawn
To warm my soul with its fiery blaze
To an autumn wind plucking jewel colored leaves
And floating them through the morning haze
To a winter’s chill that pushes you close
My arm falls across your lilting breast
To spring’s flowery scent that lifts my heart
To remind me how my life is blessed
Lovely!
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I thank you for the kind comment. It is always a pleasure to have you stop by. I’m glad you liked it.
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You are welcome!
And thank you! 🙂
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You cover the gamut of the whole year beautifully in this little gem of a poem, Jerry.
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Thanks Roland. I am a great fan of your work and I am grateful for your comments.
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I like this poem very much indeed, Jerry, especially the phrase ‘lilting breast’. That is a perfect evocation of the gentle breathing you experience when you’re completely relaxed with each other, and it has delightful overtones of music.
Do you mind if I reblog this poem, please?
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You are a valued and trusted wordpress friend. I am honored that you find it worthy of a reblog.
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Ah! and Aw! You’ve captured the beauty of each season! And each season is even more beautiful when you share life with the one you love! 🙂
I blogged about September/Autumn today. 🙂
HUGS!!! to you and your wife!!! 🙂
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I hopped over ad checked it out. Wonderful!
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Thank you, Jerry! I always appreciate you stopping by AND your comments!
HUGS!!! 🙂
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Beautiful. You really have a way with words 🙂
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Thank you. Such an thrill for me to know you like it.
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Sweet:)
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Thanks Kae, happy you liked it.
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I did… :).. have a wonderful weekend
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Blessed indeed!
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Reblogged this on Autumn Leaves and commented:
Jerry, The Backyard Poet, writes about daily life. He writes about laughter, tears, falling leaves, and above all the wonderful mystery of enduring human love. He writes about those everyday matters that we can so easily undervalue; those everyday matters that are, ultimately, the most important things in the world. “I awaken” is a short, lyrical poem that shows his work at its simplest and loveliest.
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Thank you so much for the reblog and beautiful words. I am humbled and grateful.
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