Just For You Poetry

The winter days are drawing closer,
when half the day, is dark as night;
but for yet for somber shadows,
all's surpassed by Your great light.
In the patterns of Your weather,
comes the snow, the rain and hail;
yet for the day and for the season,
the glory of Your grace prevails.
Leaves will die, but for the fall,
they green again with every Spring;
and even in the clutch of coldness,
I still can hear the heavens sing.
Autumn's show is for a moment,
far behind now, Summer's heat;
we catch our breath at early dawn,
and dodge the ice with hurried feet.
There is a love for every season,
with joy at every month's creation;
the earth turns safely in Your hands,
and hearts cry out in jubilation.

Beautiful description of seasons and its changing effect. thanks for sharing

Thanks Seema.

It's lovely the way you describe the changing of the seasons. Beautiful poem.