Rebirth

this poem is about the changing seasons and the birth of a new year

Rebirth
By
E C Wesch


Oh, mother of the seasons
what will you wear today,
is it a bouquet of spring time flowers
in the month of May?

Or will it be a summer shift
in dappled shades of green,
To keep you cool in August
while you paint your landscape scene?

Or will you dance at a Harvest Ball
wearing oranges, and yellow?
I hope your partner's dancing
helps to keep October mellow.

As December rolls upon us
will your jewelry glisten brightly?
Like confetti falling from the sky
your veil, it floats, so lightly.

For the wedding of the seasons
you're dressed in purest white.
The rebirth of another year,
starts with you...tonight.