Season's sight
comes in view
of old and new.
Glistening trees
of winter's ways
times memories
nights and days.
We might find
a snowy scene
with memories
like a dream.
Heaven's beauty
like a window
songs of nature
life's crescendo.
Becoming scenes
of timeless gold
with memories
young and old.
Allow the sights
to become seas
flowing as your
©By Bill Pearce
Dec 24,  2020

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