When I first met you, <br />Your love was like a Summers day, <br />Surrounding me in warmth, <br />Giving new life to my world, <br />Teasing my senses with gifts, <br />Of everlasting paradise. <br /> <br />Then time passed by, <br />And our love became Spring, <br />Still finding new things to learn, <br />Still fresh and green, <br />With the excitement of, <br />The enchanted unknown. <br /> <br />The years came and went, <br />Our love became like autumn, <br />Still warm with desire, <br />But yet slowly fading into a more, <br />Comfortable companionship, <br />That real trust brings. <br /> <br />Then it was over, <br />And my heartache was Winter, <br />So cold and isolated, <br />Tears like crystal iscicles, <br />Wishing to feel the heat again, <br />Of your Summers love.<br /><br />Chelsea Hansford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seasons-in-love/
