Seasons of the Heart


I wrote a poem in 1997, you will find it in the National anthology Isle of View . My first attempt at poetry. It is dedicated to Mike who's heart and soul died in Viet Nam. It is also dedicated to Tom Ohnesorge who died 6/24/67 DaNang South Vietnam from wounds sustained as a medic helping others.

Seasons of the Heart

 


Spring blossomed love within my virgin heart

In innocence of youth, we vowed ne'er to part

I foolishly thought 'tis God's will

To make time for sweethearts stand still

Summer brought with it Passion, hot upon the grassy lawn

We lay entwined as lovers until the morning's dawn

And hidden just beyond . . . T'was the end of summer

Cloaked in Daybreak's clouded cover

 Autumn watched you go, proud in uniform of green

To fight a war in Viet Nam, a land you'd never seen

Not knowing to leave me meant Forever

To return home would be Never

Winter chilled my soul in killing-frost

Leaving my life lonely and lost

It was then you whispered ghostly to me

"Mourn no more, for everything is as it should be!"

The sun rose and shattered my Obsidian darkness

Where I had stumbled in black shadows heartless

Seasons of my heart were born anew

But Soldier Boy I shall always love you

Seasons of the Heart


I wrote a poem in 1997, you will find it in the National anthology Isle of View . My first attempt at poetry. It is dedicated to Mike who's heart and soul died in Viet Nam. It is also dedicated to Tom Ohnesorge who died 6/24/67 DaNang South Vietnam from wounds sustained as a medic helping others.

Seasons of the Heart

 


Spring blossomed love within my virgin heart

In innocence of youth, we vowed ne'er to part

I foolishly thought 'tis God's will

To make time for sweethearts stand still

Summer brought with it Passion, hot upon the grassy lawn

We lay entwined as lovers until the morning's dawn

And hidden just beyond . . . T'was the end of summer

Cloaked in Daybreak's clouded cover

 Autumn watched you go, proud in uniform of green

To fight a war in Viet Nam, a land you'd never seen

Not knowing to leave me meant Forever

To return home would be Never

Winter chilled my soul in killing-frost

Leaving my life lonely and lost

It was then you whispered ghostly to me

"Mourn no more, for everything is as it should be!"

The sun rose and shattered my Obsidian darkness

Where I had stumbled in black shadows heartless

Seasons of my heart were born anew

But Soldier Boy I shall always love you