On a sunny day my thoughts are lifted high
Stretched relaxed peacefully adrift in an azure sky
High pressure is my delight!
On a cloudy day my thoughts plummet to the earth
Heavy leaden weights of dusty sorrow bereft of mirth
Low pressure is my fright.
On a warm summer day my pain melts I feel strong
I love to play to work to laugh and sing many a happy song
In summer my world is right!
On a winter day I ache and I suffer from cabin fever
I read I write I contemplate and wait for warmer weather
Winter is my personal plight.
On a quiet day when the wind is still my soul and spirit rest
I gather strength from the atmosphere I am safe in Spirit’s nest
Still days are my source of Might.
On a blustery day when the wind howls sweeping the earth
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This is what I wrote over at Pam’s post: “Love the description of the artist through the seasons (and seasons of life).
How’s the weather in your neighborhood by the way? Is it still pretty cold?”
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A dusting of snow last night. In a few days 70! 🙂
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