MY GEART HOLDS ALL THE SEASONS
Loise Pinkerton Fritz
My heart holds all the seasons:
Winter, summer, spring and fall.
Each one is ever present,
They're at my beck and call.
The falling snows of winter
Fill one corner of my heart,
While springtime flowers are blooming
In another corner part.
The heavy frosts of autumn
Fill yet another place,
While in still a different corner
Are the warm, warm summer days.
My heart holds all the seasons,
Not only one or two,
And each one's ever vivid
All ear....the whole ear through.