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Created on: September 09, 2007 Last Updated: August 08, 2010
Seasons of our lives
Springtime life is fresh and new... Like rose buds, with the morning dew.
Summer brought that special man... God planned it before the world began.
We dream of such a perfect life... When we become man and wife.
Autumn makes us more aware... For eternity we must prepare.
Winter is here, our hair is white... Our hearing has faded and have poor sight.
The seasons of our life is through... Did we share Christ with those we knew?
He'll be with us to the end... Then to heaven we will ascend.
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Poetry: The seasons of our lives
Easter Warmth
I envisage wonders of past gone times , and winters chill
Innocence with painted eggs , over the steepest hill
Chocolate
With with’ring Spring’s arrival knowledge blooms
And August’s sunset casts a splendid haze
Beyond
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In spring we are young
full of hopes and ideals;
innocent of all things
and dreaming of love.
Summer brings change,
family and
by Debbie Kerr
prettily papered walls
nooks and crannies line the hall
lawn lights standing silent sentry
benches sitting on cement demarcations
The Hands of Time
He is born.
Not knowing the meaning of anger, his hand forms a fist.
Unlined, unmarked by time,
the hand opens,
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